Wondaland Studios - The Reanimator (Concerning Electric Kool-Aid in Watts, UFO's in Harlem, and What Really Happened to Atlantis) lyrics

Verse 1: I'm a dragon in a playpen That's why I never fit in Guess it's not a problem At least I fear no one… I'm thinking of a painter A famous entertainer Said he'd paint your savior He's off in heavy metal slumber… Chorus: Who knew the blues could be dangerous? Our dreams are naked every night You got the right to get vandalized For forty days and forty nights… Verse: Grow some wings in the bone machine Cut yourself, that's a way to get clean Take the plunge, only the dumb will stay It's all just hell on a holiday… I'm thinking of a painter Who said he'd entertain us He had so much promise All his mistakes were just so priceless… Chorus Lyrics by Chuck Lightning