This song seemingly tackles the methods of deception those who manipulate others use to get victims to follow their demands, as well as diverting attention away from important issues. They'll also use it as a means to convince people to hate or kill others by pretending acts of terrorism were committed by the enemy when the acts themselves were done by the masters of control to promote discrimination and hate. It also reinforces the idea that these manipulative forces operate in various locations, infiltrating everyday life without detection, and propagate any and everywhere.
In general, it highlights the danger of hidden agendas, manipulation, and distraction, serving as a critique of those who exploit chaos and confusion to control and gain power, depicting a cautionary tale against falling into their traps. It encourages us to question the narratives presented to us and remain vigilant against manipulation in various parts of society.
... i can't feel my legs!
(hey, you like acid little boy?)
hey put the fireplace on
alright... here we go
get up to get down now (x4)
i don't wanna do it anymore
couldn't do it if i tried
wouldn't do it if i wanted it
i don't wanna do it anymore
couldn't do it if i tried
okay...
the moments were subtle but unstolen and guess who owns 'em
no friendly non-threatening corporate lacky mucks in the totem
lucy was in the sky with diamonds, five dollars to hold 'em
the summer beneath these pac-man's with acid behind his molars
little white tab hollerin', little white flag wagglin'
inorganic pat on back, trim the panic flat on back
back-to-back with mad hatter magic
rabid mastif collabrative splatter bachelor fabric
fatter with cabbage patch lit
dark days banded louie-louie park blaze
chemically bent-up but eager the crash for that 1-2-3 repeater
good morning vietnam, whose couch is this?
whose house is this? who are you down with bitch?
sorry dog, i dreamt the foulest shit
there was this rabbit foot talisman drowning out of my armspan
what's fouler was the other farmhands growing gills and shark fangs
what's fouler was my torso stripped to ribbons in the marshlands
but i'm up now, lets get this windowpane and shut the fuck down
down by the river where the litter sits
and lionheart critters smoke dope and act like illiterates
i ran with a brat-pack of loose bolts and high social maladjustments
sacred, numb and boundless went to same proto called cookie
well, i was dummy to some when my tongue was cradled
and my skin looks crazy, pocketbook mirror courtesy amy
theres spiders in the mattress, paisley sunglasses dilated eyes green
ice grill that could burn through your picture-in-picture widescreen
poison late-late shows starring Aes and his jigsaw face
twelve hour solid gold entertainment
other shit to sell from other ships that they sell DD paper
space invader, this one's for the labor days work for rent and rolling papers
only the illest beats leak absurdly out the boombox
the daytripper anthem goes 'wake, drop, walk to aquarium'
whistle while you work like a canary lung
all work and no play makes jack a dull boy to carry drugs
i sorta see it as my last blast summer
skateboards and sloppy psychedelics in big numbers
good times, good people... all airbrushed on a collapsable easel
peace man, easy
(L-S-D, L-S-D, L-S-D...)
and i knew the permanency would drift
and i knew the pH balance wasn't right
and i knew the crash and burn, how to caress it
LSD, flash the message
and i knew the gash wasn't gonna stop bleeding
and i knew the pH balance wasn't right
and i knew how september would then affect it... LSD
(acting differently after you hear it)
lazy summer days
like some decrepit land shark dumb luck squad dog lurks sicker diluted
last sturdy domino leads secluded don't let stupid delusions lessen
super duty labor student dragnet lifer solutions
daddy loves sloppy dimension like son-daughter links
such determinated leopards successfully dishevled
little soldiers developed like serpents despite life sentence
ducking lemmings some don't like sobriety's dirty lenses
some do let sleeping dogs lie still dont look so damn lackluster
suck defeat love some damage load sample delete
late show dave letterman shitty diner lip slide dutch
low self discipline leader seek dat lung self destruct
life sucks dickhead lost summers display
laminate showcasing difinity live system difinitive
litergies soaked depict lowly spectacular delight
... why what kind of LSD you like?
your lizard king has spoken, all hail
you in the back - get 'em up, those trails aren't necessarily bumped
summertime, some will try to re-capture the same flag
but i play it smart and recognize the summertime passed
(L-S-D, L-S-D, L-S-D)
look here... flash the mesage (x3)
like this now...
i don't wanna do it anymore
couldn't do it if i tried
wouldn't do it if i wanted it
i don't wanna do it anymore
couldn't do it if i tried
wouldn't do it if i wanted it
get up to get down now (x4)
(hey, you like acid little boy?)
hey put the fireplace on
alright... here we go
get up to get down now (x4)
i don't wanna do it anymore
couldn't do it if i tried
wouldn't do it if i wanted it
i don't wanna do it anymore
couldn't do it if i tried
okay...
the moments were subtle but unstolen and guess who owns 'em
no friendly non-threatening corporate lacky mucks in the totem
lucy was in the sky with diamonds, five dollars to hold 'em
the summer beneath these pac-man's with acid behind his molars
little white tab hollerin', little white flag wagglin'
inorganic pat on back, trim the panic flat on back
back-to-back with mad hatter magic
rabid mastif collabrative splatter bachelor fabric
fatter with cabbage patch lit
dark days banded louie-louie park blaze
chemically bent-up but eager the crash for that 1-2-3 repeater
good morning vietnam, whose couch is this?
whose house is this? who are you down with bitch?
sorry dog, i dreamt the foulest shit
there was this rabbit foot talisman drowning out of my armspan
what's fouler was the other farmhands growing gills and shark fangs
what's fouler was my torso stripped to ribbons in the marshlands
but i'm up now, lets get this windowpane and shut the fuck down
down by the river where the litter sits
and lionheart critters smoke dope and act like illiterates
i ran with a brat-pack of loose bolts and high social maladjustments
sacred, numb and boundless went to same proto called cookie
well, i was dummy to some when my tongue was cradled
and my skin looks crazy, pocketbook mirror courtesy amy
theres spiders in the mattress, paisley sunglasses dilated eyes green
ice grill that could burn through your picture-in-picture widescreen
poison late-late shows starring Aes and his jigsaw face
twelve hour solid gold entertainment
other shit to sell from other ships that they sell DD paper
space invader, this one's for the labor days work for rent and rolling papers
only the illest beats leak absurdly out the boombox
the daytripper anthem goes 'wake, drop, walk to aquarium'
whistle while you work like a canary lung
all work and no play makes jack a dull boy to carry drugs
i sorta see it as my last blast summer
skateboards and sloppy psychedelics in big numbers
good times, good people... all airbrushed on a collapsable easel
peace man, easy
(L-S-D, L-S-D, L-S-D...)
and i knew the permanency would drift
and i knew the pH balance wasn't right
and i knew the crash and burn, how to caress it
LSD, flash the message
and i knew the gash wasn't gonna stop bleeding
and i knew the pH balance wasn't right
and i knew how september would then affect it... LSD
(acting differently after you hear it)
lazy summer days
like some decrepit land shark dumb luck squad dog lurks sicker diluted
last sturdy domino leads secluded don't let stupid delusions lessen
super duty labor student dragnet lifer solutions
daddy loves sloppy dimension like son-daughter links
such determinated leopards successfully dishevled
little soldiers developed like serpents despite life sentence
ducking lemmings some don't like sobriety's dirty lenses
some do let sleeping dogs lie still dont look so damn lackluster
suck defeat love some damage load sample delete
late show dave letterman shitty diner lip slide dutch
low self discipline leader seek dat lung self destruct
life sucks dickhead lost summers display
laminate showcasing difinity live system difinitive
litergies soaked depict lowly spectacular delight
... why what kind of LSD you like?
your lizard king has spoken, all hail
you in the back - get 'em up, those trails aren't necessarily bumped
summertime, some will try to re-capture the same flag
but i play it smart and recognize the summertime passed
(L-S-D, L-S-D, L-S-D)
look here... flash the mesage (x3)
like this now...
i don't wanna do it anymore
couldn't do it if i tried
wouldn't do it if i wanted it
i don't wanna do it anymore
couldn't do it if i tried
wouldn't do it if i wanted it
get up to get down now (x4)
Lyrics submitted by bengt12
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just to make some things clear that I think I'm reading into right: 1,2,3, Repeater is a reference to the song by Fugazi and Louie Louie is a garage-rock classic (from the 60s... LSD at its height). daytripper of course is a Beatles reference. oh and windowpane is a type of acid, not really a metaphor, it's small as fuck and clear (like a windowpane). "liturgies soaked" is reminiscent of weird stream of consciousness writing you pen on 'cid.
I can't believe I never caught the meaning to the pac-man reference in the title! that's freaking awesome.
and damn the LSD verse is wayyyy out there, but I think he's touching on the escapism the dude who mentioned the Pac-man ghosts was talking about. I suppose Aes feels like his time using acid was like a game that he didn't want to stay sucked into.
the LSD verse seems to be about him coming to terms with the mindstate that led him to stop eating acid. especially this part: "some don't like sobriety's dirty lenses some do let sleeping dogs lie still, dont look so damn lackluster suck defeat, love some damage, load sample delete" the part before this^^ seems to show how he started to see reality in this negative light (like someone else touched on, the trips get less interesting) and then after his realization he knows that his "lost summers" are in "laminate", and basically that it was something he had to stop from, a Hi-Score, not a lifestyle.
word, sick track,
hopefully this y'all out in the quest to decipher it.
peace