Mr. Bungle - Retrovertigo lyrics

Before you advertise, all the fame is implied With no fortune unseen Sell the rights to your blight time machine While I'm dulled by excess (dulled by excess) And a cynic at best (cynic at best) My art imitates crime Paid for by the allies, so invest Now I'm finding truth is a ruined, nauseous end that nobody is pursuing Staring into gla**y eyes, mesmerized There's a vintage thirst returning, but I'm sheltered by my channel surfing Every famine virtual. Retrovertigo A tribute to false memories with conviction, cheap imitation Is it fashion or disease? Post-ironic, remains a mouth to feed Sell the rights to your blight and you'll eat Now I'm finding truth is a ruined, nauseous end that nobody is pursuing Staring into gla**y eyes, mesmerized See the vintage robot wearied then awakened by revision theories Every famine virtual. Retrovertigo