Crouching Tigers and Scratching Dragons
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Head up turning, my sight sees complex,
Tasting like a banana toothpaste,
Crouching tigers and scratching dragons,
Black iced igloos and squared wheeled wagons,
The place is hazy, I see no glory,
We ride these steeds but there's no end of story
Crossing the border to the sphere of fear
The truth is close but it is seldom near
We thought we're in the front but we're in the rear
There's no point in this blunted spear
I'm holding the wheel but I can't steer
Where the mouth can see and eyes can hear

Steering our way to town
Riding this pony down ( X4 )

We are looking for a place called big cake
Sugar mixed with flour and real eggs
Instead we see Jack and Jill at the lake
Getting drunk and down laid ( X2 )

So dark
Vinegar skies stealing gas stations
So bright
You hope, you see, your lights are bursting

Dei macha, I think we should get out from here la
Macha, I think we are in the cake la macha
Ah ! Are we ?
Try lick the walls man !

Head up turning, my sight sees complex,
Tasting like a banana toothpaste,
Crouching tigers and scratching dragons,
Black iced igloos and squared wheeled wagons,

The place is hazy, I see no glory,
We ride these steeds but there's no end of story
Crossing the border to the sphere of fear
The truth is close but it is seldom near
We thought we're in the front but we're in the rear
There's no point in this blunted spear
I'm holding the wheel but I can't steer
Where the mouth can see and eyes can hear