Mike Keneally - Weekend lyrics

This is the twisted weekend of my life I walk and mumble I mumble to myself for an hour And I think my head is going to explode These are the strangest moments of my days There is no focus Voices from on high are laughing And I think my head is going to explode Play fair you blasted forces Play fair you deities I can't predict your courses My brain: a slurpee freeze Relent you flipping forces Retreat you wicked gods Retreat on winged horses I can't abide these odds This is the twisted weekend of my life I walk and mumble I cannot drag myself into the shower And I think my face is going to explode Inside of the next hour These are the strangest moments of my days Voices from on high are laughing The taunting makes me weak This is the twisted weekend of my life I mumble to myself for an hour And my heart pop out my chest Play fair you horrid voices Play fair you hijinks lords Your point is ten-fold proven You've gone well overboard Relent you piercing voices Make past-tense your shrieks You lousy good-for-nothings You scoffing shrieking freaks This is the twisted weekend of my life I walk and mumble I mumble to myself for an hour And I think my head is going to explode Voices from on high are laughing The taunting makes me weak I cannot drag myself into the shower This is the twisted weekend of my life Play fair you blasted voices Play fair you deities I can't predict your courses My brain: a slurpee freeze Relent you flipping forces Retreat you wicked gods Retreat on winged horses I can't abide these odds This is the twisted weekend of my life And I think my head is going to explode