Motorpsycho Sideway Spiral I
Head over heels in a sideway spiral on borrowed wings and with senses so idle high on the hopes 'fore the chemical wedding the promised state in the perfect setting praying to the beat-craving to be real I'm right (x3), I'm wrong So he said 'cause so he'd read and your delusions are mine instead convincing smiles will feed the mind a curse put on those left behind your wizzard's out on bail-the perfect trip's on sale I'm right (x3),I'm wrong Spinning 'round sideways down spinning 'round.... When concentration comes at last make shure to blame the highest caste from way out in the skies that made you realise.....
