King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard Phantom Island
[Verse 1: Stu Mackenzie]
I just woke up from a dream
I was in a place I'd never been and never seen
So I packed up my horse
Everything seemed sweet
Found the closest speakeasy and ordered a stiff drink
Fuck, I never thought I'd lose my mind
I s'ppose sanity is easy to lose and hard to find
Hey and can you hear that tintinnabulation?
Are all the bats in the belfry again?
[Verse 2: Cook Craig]
A land-borne illusion breaks the ocean surface
Is this mental confusion or have I finally found my purpose?
Coconut congas playing in time with the waltz of a tortoise
A symphony of delusion as my thoughts finally realize their purpose
I hope this place is here in the morning
Or I'll be floating back to the land with the water bloated corpses
Their palm trees looking at me funny with a sideways belligerence
A symphony of delusion as my thoughts realize their ignorance
[Verse 3: Stu Mackenzie]
Paranoia's on the growth
Is that laughter or a crow?
Every rustle in the trees a potential snare
Close my eyes and block my ears
Cut the cord and leave me here
Phantom (phantom)
Island (island)
Phantom (phantom)
(Yeah!)
Island (island)
Woo!
[Verse 4: Stu Mackenzie]
Am I chasin' shadows?
Reality superimposed
Every footprint in the sand
Every crackle of dry leaves
Every wave that breaks too close
Every whisper on the breeze
Every shape inside a cloud
Every star that's out of place
Everything that I believe
Throw it all into the sea and be free
[Verse 5: Ambrose Kenny-Smith]
Sixteen horses galloping
Twelve long years of graphing, grappling
The bull by its horns
I can feel it in my loins
The crippling moon-wash[ed?] cycle
The lappin' rip, the risin' flood
The flip of the coin
It's another turning point
[Chorus: Ambrose Kenny-Smith]
Phantom island, insane asylum
Phantom island, insane asylum
I'm the doe, the cat, the dog
The laymen lack a one true god
[Verse 6: Ambrose Kenny-Smith]
Let your bygones be bygones
Bow down to Set and Typhon
The long lagoon of rhythmic grooves
Bound and stampede running through the
[Chorus: Ambrose Kenny-Smith]
Phantom island, insane asylum
Phantom island, insane asylum
Phantom island, insane asylum
Chantin' sirens ringing clear
[Verse 7: Ambrose Kenny-Smith]
The palm trees; heads are bangin'
Stuck inside of mental seas
God, it's me, the sharp cliff hanging
We must retreat back to sea
