[Verse 1: MC Pan]
David Odell is my book of spells
Oh well
Penny in the wishing well
Still a god that fell
Lucifer, straight outta Hell
Now he's on a journey back toward heaven
A companion lifepath number seven
Jews eat bread without the leaven
Self-hate Nazi
Narcissus, watch me
Adire Domine
Listen, Lord
Music for you to bump in your orchard
Make me a fortune
Ecstasy of s**ual torture
Synthesize me in a mortar
She helps me to go Further
The Poly(soul)ar Synthesis
Psychedelic princess
Moon stricken
Beat me senseless
Luna relentless
On a Black Beach
My life almost got out of my reach
Teacher of the night tribes
Preacher to the MC scribes
The vibes are my karma
Ohms to cycle back to dharma
TNT
Dynamite
Bang bang boogie
Odell Cook
Resurrected in my eyes
When I give you the look
I know you know the Craft
Degrees by the book
Worshipful Master in my laugh
To go platinum is the task
With eyes wide shut, remove my mask
L tested with a flask
When I first got into magic
Revealed itself through white noise and static
Strange Fame fanatic
Taste became eclectic
Lyric schizophrenic
Melodic symphonic esoteric merit
Became philosophic
Merkabah spins magnetic wealth and profit
Tits Neurotic Toxic
Freemason spell
To summon Odell
Sherry bomb
TNT
Dynamite
Bang bang boogie
The night in which he rolled
Molly for a story yet untold
On a beach, rainy but not cold
Billy Seeds searching rubble with Joanna out of reach
He mumbled something about it being all different
His foot skidded on the wet
And the rain sent him flying
His birthday, and this close to crying
Sunshine is a gypsy woman
Who heals and makes sure our wounds are bandaged
Bids us drink kombucha when we're famished
Makes me eat a sandwich
Then tells me she's a witch
A lightworker
From the shadows flip the switch
Traveler with more patches to stitch
The matrix has a hippie glitch
The back door
Stolen Face store
Terrapin Station tour
My guru will tell me what it's for