Monster Magnet - The Diamond Mine lyrics
[Monster Magnet - The Diamond Mine lyrics]
Slide with me, now, down that purple shaft
Into the deep
Inner depths of the diamond mine
Where we will witness the flight of the
Precious peanut butter fudge angel of love
As she spreads her wings and flies high
Through the thundering silence of
Your vacuum-kept secret
Hiding out on the pulsating
Fringe of your bubbly, fudge mind
Deep, into the sanctuary of
The ruby-lipped lizard
Who's tripped through that revolving
Door of today's changes
Springs the weightless suspension
Of those tiny red question marks
To pierce your brain and to taunt you to
Observe the wondrous smoke
Of the fur-lined volcano
Near the cave of the great blue-winged bat
Following the flight of the deep
Deep breathing butterfly
Towards the soothing smell of
The six-foot narcissus
Are we in the garden of man-eating dandelions
Or in the safety of the Tasmanian Tree House?
Can it be? Will it be?
Yes, it will as you reach out for
Where it's at only to find out
When you're where it's at
It isn't where it's at at all
So come out now with me for a borrowed moment
And glimpse through the plate glass menagerie
Of life that time feeds
The flight of mediocrity
But will we ever free ourselves
Of the demons of mediocrity?
Wade now with me, knee deep
In the splendor of the peach-fuzz forest
In the gentle radiation of
The one-eyed cuffling
Who joins us on our ball-bearing express
To the land of lavender and sky blue pink
Where we pause on the latex
Trampoline of tomorrow's promises
And grieve on yesterday's sweet sorrow
In the steam heated living room of the warm
Teenage tangerine
We must now somersault in slow-motion
Down, down the sliding board to
A diamond mine eternity
Crying, crying, "Is God alive?"
And remembering so well that the
Hand that cradles the rock
Can certainly, roll the world
Into the deep
Inner depths of the diamond mine
Where we will witness the flight of the
Precious peanut butter fudge angel of love
As she spreads her wings and flies high
Through the thundering silence of
Your vacuum-kept secret
Hiding out on the pulsating
Fringe of your bubbly, fudge mind
Deep, into the sanctuary of
The ruby-lipped lizard
Who's tripped through that revolving
Door of today's changes
Springs the weightless suspension
Of those tiny red question marks
To pierce your brain and to taunt you to
Observe the wondrous smoke
Of the fur-lined volcano
Near the cave of the great blue-winged bat
Following the flight of the deep
Deep breathing butterfly
Towards the soothing smell of
The six-foot narcissus
Are we in the garden of man-eating dandelions
Or in the safety of the Tasmanian Tree House?
Can it be? Will it be?
Yes, it will as you reach out for
Where it's at only to find out
When you're where it's at
It isn't where it's at at all
So come out now with me for a borrowed moment
And glimpse through the plate glass menagerie
Of life that time feeds
The flight of mediocrity
But will we ever free ourselves
Of the demons of mediocrity?
Wade now with me, knee deep
In the splendor of the peach-fuzz forest
In the gentle radiation of
The one-eyed cuffling
Who joins us on our ball-bearing express
To the land of lavender and sky blue pink
Where we pause on the latex
Trampoline of tomorrow's promises
And grieve on yesterday's sweet sorrow
In the steam heated living room of the warm
Teenage tangerine
We must now somersault in slow-motion
Down, down the sliding board to
A diamond mine eternity
Crying, crying, "Is God alive?"
And remembering so well that the
Hand that cradles the rock
Can certainly, roll the world