Oh My Beautiful Problem Child

(DIT DIT DIT DIT…)
The alkaloids of moldy rye, were only the beginning
Of Albert Hofmann’s curious and psychotropic drugs
Amino-alcholic variations to their structure
Produced Lysergic 25 – Oh Albert, what have you done?
Hands making trails – and turning quite pale – in a mosaic of diamonds
Perceptions remain, but constantly change – connecting in elegant science
Love pervades my – omnipotent mind – in a profusion of rainbows
But its a gyp – and you are the trip – Oh my beautiful problem child
(DIT DIT DIT DIT…)
Biking home on ‘25 – thru curving fields of vision
Stand before the monolith – the Doctor Dionysian
Albert, theres a danger here – and folks are turnin’ crazy
The counter-culture psychonauts – are poisoning the Kids
Dizzying minds – and spiralling skies – vivid arrays of distortion
Invulnerable maze, dimensional change – and things of colossal importance
External delights – magnificent sights – a dance of kaleidoscope patterns
And its thanks to you – my beautiful brew – Oh my beautiful problem child
(DIT DIT DIT DIT…)
Take a trip to Mexico – and chill out with the indians
Salvia and mescalin – exploding in your minds
Gurus on the box again – expounding medications
You never should have synthesized – oh Albert, what have you done?
Cacophonous dreams, invisible screams – a skyline of tormented faces
Demonic applause, ecstatic remorse – cognition of terrible places
The feeling is odd, no longer a god – you’re suddenly nothing and nowhere
But there’s always you – my beautiful brew – Oh My beautiful problem child
Theres always you – my beautiful brew – Oh my beautiful problem child
And Theres always you – and theres always you – and theres always
there’s always, always, always, all…