Fiction Plane - Russian LSD by Fiction Plane lyrics

We waltzed this waltz for ages You're jitterbug contagious You're so good to me But nothing that you do Will make me happy All the pretty ladies Lizards struck with rabies We send them out to sea Nothing to distract us from our dailies We're like lovers in the third ring of hell We've uncovered the ball of the belle You really gots to meet her The master's Margarita She got the devil's heart Then she was arrested for the private part The poor professor lacks His head is on the tracks By a carvery The prince had it gilded and he toasted me We're like lovers in the third ring of hell We've uncovered the ball of the belle It's a dash It's a dot With a p**y cat on top When the cat rides for free This is Russian LSD The ink has dried on the future But you can't predict the past And if it's been written down You can almost guarantee it won't last They kept the truth in cages And they offered up the wine If you just watch the dancing While god walks past your eyes You'll be fine We're like lovers in the third ring of hell We've uncovered the ball of the belle It's a dash It's a dot With a p**y cat on top When the cat rides for free This is Russian LSD --- .