PANIC ATTACK
3rd Chance
Simpathy
2000 Years
Cosmick Stew
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COSMICK STEW Time, Time
Walking down your painted line
Felt like a burned out twisted ball of twine
I wanted to climb to the top
And fall to the ground like a rain drop
I prayed for the heat to stop
December shouldn't be this hot
Lost in the cosmick stew
Hang your head in shades of blue
Blazing soul you're split in two
Swear i know what your goin' through
You best not try to be Down!
And Dance in the Hall of Sacred Clowns
Down at the bottom of the ground
Down in the middle of black hole sound
Explode like the frozen clouds
The street is burning with golden cows
God, gonna get back to you somehow
Run thru the concrete maze
And bask in the Last Days of this Age
Watch for mushroomed microwaves
And hold your eyes up to the skies and
Pray
Pray
Pray to your Lord to wash this world away
Pray to the Gods of pagan times to guide us thru doomsday
Pray for torn, twisted souls, so lost and led astray
Pray to the cosmic heavens within to give us words to say
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