long weird summer weeping by the ocean
Whispering into a broken telephone
My mind's wild like a scorpian vendor
Don't be slack gonna race the sun
Well I'd fake my own d**h to
get outta work, get outta work, get outta work
Kent studies in the brain, in the brain, in the brain
Kent studies in the brain, in the brain, in the brain
In the brain, in the brain
In the brain, in the brain