Year Of The Almond Plum - Year Of The Almond Plum lyrics

In a gated wealthy West Coast labyrinth I went for a walk with an old friend of mine The world was strange The sun set I was ten years old My face in dirt The trees were different I danced Birth into d**h-pregnant architecture And a bizarre withering old fellow And his chihuahua screamed in my direction "My name is Rupert Murdoch Get off my lawn" I said "Hey man I mean Rotting oozing castrated fecal matter I'll give 22 years to you Bash my skull into the wall for you Shoot myself out of a cannon for you Write a thousand songs for you I'm gonna give it all to you Come a little bit closer Let's get together Now you're gonna give it all to me" Ripped blue jean on the Burlington scene And the psychedelic monk screams Haul your a** over to Eugene Order in the court Order in the court The wiccan crust punk flirting with the Ganesh figurine Ooh I really wanna do an eight-armed elephant Come on over to the new town Where everyone is getting down You're the man with the blue glue gun Fiery-eyed under the Winter sun And this machine is breaking you down You're trapped inside of the neon clown I'm standing outside the Sidewalk Cafe on Avenue A My friends k**y and Rebecca just wandered inside When out of the sky falls the backpack I wore When I was ten years old And the world was different And up to me comes a great big philosopher stoner Eight times the size of Jon Berger Grabs my backpack Grabs me by the throat And screams "Don't you f**ing f** with me I'll give 22 years to you Bash my skull into the wall for you Shoot myself out of a cannon for you Write a thousand songs for you I'm gonna give it all to you Come a little bit closer Let's get together Now you're gonna give it all to me" The wiccan crust punk flirting with the Ganesh figurine Yeah, who the hell would wanna do an eight-armed elephant? And who would wanna move to the new town Where everyone is getting down? You're the man with the blue glue gun Fiery-eyed under the Winter sun And this machine is breaking you down It's time to pull the plug on the neon clown To the initiated imbecile mind I've watched a world prepare to die Through infinite filth Greed And stupid The living flesh rewired