Kashmir - Beamed Lyrics
sun is shining, I can only imagine clouds in the skyand the beams cry loud in my eyes and I'm fried as I lay me down I am beamedrain left a caustic shroud on my skindrained all the healthy clouds off the windstains on my cheeks in my head took my long hairsnakes bit my feet, ate my toessnow left a carpet......cold on my kneesblew all the 'mid june heat' off the seasclouds grew a shade, a mushroom shape on the ceilingflies rub your hands, its all yours!I have got one finger leftI saved it for my 'ray gun trigger'all the toes I lost I did preserve in pilesthey're gettin' biggerbeamed flies rub your hands its all yours!have your danceplastic seasons are hereso please have a little toast to mego and get pissed on me