Turning back ten thousand years,
It's all a blur -
Where the taxis go.
Monster man -
A willing friend.
Lucy serves the melon cold

Oh...
Va...va...violent and delicious souls...

Oh oh oh...
Four red trucks dressed illegally.
Our mother knows how the bugle blows.

Heh ohe...
Gonna get caught...
Gonna get caught...
Gonna get caught in her rug, babe.
Oh... now, c'mon.

This is not a conclusion,
No revolution,
Just a little confusion
On where your head has been.
Yeah... yeah... yeah... yeah... yeah... yeay...

Boats made out of paper float.
Dreams made up for the Banana king.
Darling crumbs, you have lapped freely up.
How devious we all have been.

Oh... yeah...
Va...va...violent and delicious souls...
Va...va...violent and delicious soul...
Aha...

This is not a conclusion,
No revolution, no,
Just a little confusion
On where your head has been.
Yeah... yeah... yeah... yeah...

Hah...
Yeah... yeah... yeah... nay...
Yay nay nay nay nay...