Goblins, Imps and farfadets of this cerebral reality…
Mischievous children of the elusive spiritual magic
Atomic parcels of a slippery slippery immensity
Go astray of linear paths !!
Free yourselves from the coherent slavery suggested by the Unclean

Sporadic fireballs
Experiment Chaos intensity

Perpendicular euphoria
Burst ! Feverish coloured bubbles
Blotch this predictable boring mindscape

You Lunatic
Be Damned
rresponsible traitor to the Order
Why, why this spontaneous incitation to mutiny
Herald of confused notions

Obliterate the lock
Open Wide the Arena’s gates
and let the Goblins play

The tyrant is sleeping
May the will-o’-the-wisps sip His foolery as it
Is time for Tea
The willows are dripping
As robotic genes sing lullabies, pretty, pretty ZOMBIE
Catch a falling moon
They will paint my skin

Besieged by you, Reason and Conformity
Thieves of the imaginary realm
Immolators of Childish souls
Binary taste
Strolling slowly within this infinite playground

Eccentrics, you cannot appreciate
the pertinence of a slumber
devoid of rodents
Your purple blood wade within
The sensorial estimation of
A slimy walled fortress

My wisdom submerges
the disillusioned reptilian
Unwavering Steady Straight
Unwavering Steady Straight

Grimace and run
To the opposite side of
the herbivore gates who devour
the greenish mixture
I see your bones and they are aligned
such as paladin ants crossing a wall of stimulating magma
Tame the Cerberus
aim with serenity
and get out of its cavern
the swiveling tower of Intra-cosmos

The fictive inexistent is materializing
internal visual information astounded by the absence of total nothingness
Behold Emptiness and meditate…
is it not magnificent, to transcend/surpass the focus of an elitist vision
not so hard to fix oxygen when you’re living with us"

“Hey Vile hunchback, You’re trampling my mushrooms
The me of your anyway is getting oh ! silence must prevail
Economically speaking we cannot afford to let them live decently
What a grotesque nose !
Let the sun shine ! Teeth are painting your inside…
Bah ! May rust nibbles your winged boots !
Everybody ! Caress your hands and let’s be happy friends with big joy !
Does my tan contrast with the architecture ?
Talk talk to me broomstick !
He...He.. Are you frightened of Free Brains ?
May I borrow your head for the evening ?“

Swimming in boiling holy water
is such a bloody delight
Shut up, gather yourselves and join the assembly
La Sarabande commence

We're a boneless civilization in perpetual distraction
In the recess of our volcano
Digging, initializing sequence number 9 : Evolutive Eruption
We are not, we are nuts
Fools in a flesh Starship

Let's munch our gnarled fingers
Oh ! Sweet atrophy
Skeletons in the gallery, sons of a hybrid galaxy
Trelinak Gör, Chüss Eilorka Snurtifov
Screamed words of goblin's faith, Just never say Checkmate !

Lyrics submitted by devinxdisaster

Psychic Jugglers song meanings
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    General CommentI believe that this song is about imagination. It seems that to be about how society deems those that are deeply into the imaginary and fantastical as childish. It appears to be represented as a battle between fantasy creatures that are associated with being fragile, but tricky and clever. In the same spirit it seems to be about the majority enforcing a conformity to being less imaginative, and boring.
    Krazycrismoreon April 17, 2011   Link

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