When your moon is baked, and your stars are dry, can you lie back, and watch the rock river run bye? So put your makeup on, and go into the forest, for the bears will not come by themselves. Do you believe in what lies in the sky? When your queen is fake, and the jelly wont wobble When theres a wall in your head, and a spring loose in your bed. Do you believe in what lies in the sky? So break the cycle with a carcenagenic vegetable and feel the funky beat rip through your head and bend down to pull the toes off your feet. Dont try to reach what lies in the sky, dont dream of how to fly. Move away from the waterfall of time and spraypaint your eyeballs, fill your ears, and rip out your tongue.