A Little Bit Deranged Lyrics

Byron A Little Bit Deranged

Down below, a thousand pipes
are pumping comfort to the spines
In and out exchanging chemistry, the veins of the city
keeping us alive like the roots of a tree
Billions of wires hanging around making our living safe
and sound,
hey, Mr. Edison, can you turn on the light?
I'm just a little bit confused fumbling in the night...


We're just evolving, our animal instincts changed.
Evolving, the funny thing is we are all a little bit
deranged.


The fuel is pumped by the heart of my car,
the airwaves locked in a radio jar
wireless thoughts shared in a long distance call
being so close separates us sometimes like an invisible
wall