Watkin Tudor Jones Jr. - Sun On My Face lyrics

This isn't happening... f** the plot, here, let me help you lose it Here's the part where they merged again (the words begin) to Distort And I start acting stupid I'm trapped inside this silly human body and I'm beginning to feel claustrophobic So change the channel before I poke in your fragile little mind and start to probe With a specialized mind science is the study of human behavior in relation to the mind Master compresses backdoor transference interface with the rhyme I'm coming at you like the pavement through this warped landscape Like a ghost rocking a carca** Behold my light but do not touch I was tumbling into my darkness Stay streamlined Smoke spit snuff it While your pants fall off your arses Me and my trusty hell-bent Outlast this engineering catharsis Anonymous anarchist Post mathematical ones sway to the rhythm I skywalk impossibly Tip toe over heads While the drums wade through the (syrup) (sir) Excuse me Never a moment to myself (vomo is in a waat)?? I don't feel like speaking to anyone, I'm busy designing a new world I am a brave man With a strange game plan Sun on my face I am empty No more sorrow spare me memories I am the man From tomorrow Sun on my face I am empty No more sorrow Spare me memories I am the man From tomorrow The boom bang bringer I'm slinging my slang to the beat My nose starts to bleed everytime I use mind control on human beings Voodoo! Freaky-deaky action on some blood nosed p**y boy Black-attack-black sh** Ehh M.S Dos No teeth just gum rooi wyn numb dumb thumb my bum wa*king on the pavement Face in the sun; no home having tollie trekking, trollie trekkers snollie piss bier kots sh** kak fokken lekker 'Jou ma se poes' Jou ma se poes was 'n hoerhuis (hey ek se blaar vokken-) Shutup! You kick your b**h in the head while she pisses in the gutter Cardboard reality, what mothaf**a? So that's cool, you gonna play it back now?