Panic (WA) - Spider Desire lyrics

Some illusions are not real It's amazing what your mind can make you see it's amazing the things you feel Just close your eyes and think of something that you never thought before 'cause there's eight legs makin' their way across the kitchen floor Reds, greens, blues, magenta Bill Bennett smokin' a bowl of placenta No perception of time, of space look in the mirror please just don't be the same look on your face Drop to the valley below Do you truly believe there's a white cane dry spider crawlin' outta your girlfriend's nose Just realize those trippin' images that you find are just insectual and blind All inside your mind Now tell me Mr. Spider with your pink & purple dots Surely you are not for real surely you are just a thought maybe not... You're walkin around like a zombie in a thick lysergic daze Your Uncle Harry's been dead over 14 years so why's he lookin' at you that way Drive 800 miles in an automobile ya got a sheet in a paper sack with a picture of Nancy Reagan on the back No sh** and no tricks IT'S JUST PSYCHEDELICS Get in the fire SPIDER DESIRE SPIDER DESIRE SPIDER DESIRE SPIDER DESIRE It's all around you ten-pound tarantulas The things that often seemed too much have vanished in the dust of a thousand widows And though it often seemed as such they just don't seem to touch you anymore. Now tell me Mr. Spider with your pink & purple dots Surely you are not for real surely you are just a thought maybe not...