El Grupo Nuevo De Omar Rodriguez Lopez - Cryptomnesia lyrics

Voice 1: "Once when I was a little bit after, you know, after a good cigarette of hashish..." Voice 2: "Uh-huh." Voice 1: "... I was crazy enough, you know, to make myself, I was wearing this Egyptian galabia. I went in the most holy mosque, this is the most holy place in Egypt called Al-Hussein mosque, Al-Hussein, and I prayed with the m**m people over there. I was scared to d**h that they would find me as a Jew, you know, trying to fake as a m**m and praying. Well, there was thousands of people in the mosque, and I was on the ground, up and down, on my what-what on the what-what, you know, I was all, you know. All my head was full of hashish..." Voice 2: "Ahh...!" Voice 1: "... And, you know, my spirit in heaven, and I'm praying with the m**m people. I tell you, this is a very real, uh, religion that create a lot of big trouble. You know, from all of this, you know, kneeling down, up and down, up and..." Voice 2: "Uh-huh, heheh..." Voice 1: "... You have to watch yourself, you know, so I did whatever I saw the people doing. So I succeed to survive this service and came out, you know, and I, uh --" It takes a real long long way way down when you stumble it takes about a day and a half when you call me and you stumble I got a complete curse now that its over and you stumble Don't make me steal all your vital organs they'll make you squeal if you refuse to let them in don't make me steal all your vital organs your safety can be compromised again All the vestments you deny are mocking all the cheats beside the nest egg you do hide when nothing plays for keeps And I warned you of the coming script the play without her scenes won't quit the sails that set are static pelts of wet hail timpanies The time that you take to appear in the presence of others is just the same time that it takes to untangle my dementia Don't let it be late this time if the breach starts to crumble the thing that you made has risen neatly from its slumber Don't make me steal all your vital organs they'll make you squeal if you refuse to let them in don't make me steal all your vital organs your safety can be compromised again All the vestments you deny are mocking all the cheats beside the nest egg you do hide when nothing plays for keeps And I warned you of the coming script the play without her scenes won't quit the sails that set are static pelts of wet hail timpanies