Kleenex Girl Wonder Thelema & Louise
Thelema made Louise think that she's afraid of me
Ugh, I'm such a f..cking witch, feels like every time I speak
I can't help but manifest someone automagically
Who just analyses and then quickly [?] me
I'm still getting up to speed but I'm picking up steam
Swimming upstream, still living upbeat
I'm so busy counting sheep, I forget that I'm asleep
It's a life-long dream and I'm several layers deep
So please, Louise
Read up on Thelema and speak to the demons with me, Louise
Refactor your schema and re-examine your beliefs, Louise
In the clip-on book lights you kinda look like [?], you see
And it's impacting me romantically
And I'm champing at the bit, clamping off the tip
Of the cigar I just met which leaves a circumcision scar
The future isn't far, acknowledge who you are
Maybe you should drop the freegan act and buy a f..cking car
Tie it to a star, try to fly it through the heart of the moon
(It's a start!)
It'll do
(It's an art!)
It's a ruse
Sleight of hand with a squirt of social lube
You're no Christian Rosenkreuz, your submission's overdue
So please, Louise
I'm scared of your dreams and your past and your brash honesty, Louise
You could tear me to pieces like that and you're laughing at me, Louise
I just can't understand such a flat hierarchy of needs, please, Louise
Learn Thelema with me
