Lard - Moths Lyrics
Spiral down the pathOf least resistanceDown a chute to a bed of nailsThat becomes a trampolineBouncing lost soulsFrom extreme to extremeEmperor Ludwig is with usSo is Doctor TTechnicolor stairs and spiresFantasia trips and wires5,000 happy fingersReady to play our songVortex recedesAll I hear and seeEchoes of my face and fearsIn a chamber of one way mirrorsVoices from the drainWhisper like machinesNow that you're in our dimensionYou'll never leaveAhh, treasure gleamsTo leash and harvest theeDown, down to Bermuda TriangleSink, sink 10,000 feet belowTime to finally meet the zookeepersWe let swallow us wholeMothsLight any flameThey fly right inDeep in ChinatownIn New York CityDrop a coin into a cageChickens dance on a hot plateHot foot round & roundTil the wheel runs downThat's you as we viewThrough our ceiling of glassKneelAl Jolson stylePlease, pleaseCan I get a raiseCrawl, crawl through the steaming junglePlease, please more purple kool aidTabloid beauty corpses point the wayWe're not in Kansas any more
