Father I killed my monkey I let it out To taste the sweet of spring Wonder if I will wander out Test my tether to See if I'm still free From you
Steady as it comes Right down To you I've said it all So maybe we're a Bliss Of another kind
Lately, I'm in to circuitry What it means to be Made of you but not enough of you And I wonder if You can bilocate is that what I taste Your supernova juice You know it's true I'm a part of you
Steady as it comes Right down to you I've said it all So maybe you're a 4 horse engine With a power drive A hot kachina who want into mine Take with your terracide We're a Bliss of another kind.