| It was a night in July, I think six years ago
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| Why did I eat the acid? |
| I don’t know
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| I wasn’t thinking and I wasn’t scared
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| Why did I eat the acid? |
| I wasn’t prepared
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| The last time I did acid I went insane
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| I was hanging with some friends just getting loaded
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| When all of a sudden my mind exploded
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| I had a flash that I was gay and I got paranoid
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| I was sitting on the floor listening to Pink Floyd
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| The last time I did acid I went insane
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| And I was drawing crazy pictures and before I was done
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| The pictures started pulsing like an alien lung
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| And I said «oh my god this is just begun»
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| And it was twelve more hours before I was done
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| We were up on the rooftop and I’ll tell you the truth
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| I was convinced I’d already fallen off of the roof
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| And these weird metal things rolling around in outta space
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| Were teleporting me from place to place
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| The last time I did acid I went insane
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| So we ran back downstairs where it was better to be
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| But I was trapped in spiral staircase infinity
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| And when we got to the door I couldn’t go inside
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| Cos it was the gates of heaven and I had died
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| The last time I did acid I went insane
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| And this kid named Graham he punched a cat in the head
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| He could read my thoughts, that’s what he said
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| And he described what it was like but I didn’t believe it
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| Like lifting a rug and seeing stars beneath it
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| Ooo-ooo
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| And the first rule of tripping was
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| Don’t be with people you don’t trust
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| The second rule of LSD
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| The rooftop is not a good place to be
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| The third rule is to be prepared
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| The fourth rule is to not get scared
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| The fifth rule is to stay serene
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| Turn off your mind and float downstream
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| The sixth rule’s to have a good friend at hand
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| The seventh rule, I hope that you understand
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| Is not to look to deep into your soul
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| Or you might find a hideous, hopeless hole
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| Of hatred, hunger, infinite, idiot
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| Mindless, meaningless, nothingness, nothingness
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| Nothingness, nothingness, nothingness, nothingness
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| Nothingness, nothingness, nothingness, nothingness
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| Nothingness
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| And that’s what I did
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| And every aspect of life that I selected
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| Was instantly and brutally dissected
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| I saw the horrible emptiness within
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| The reasons behind everything
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| And it was at that moment that I went insane
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| Cos I figured why bother doing anything again
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| I didn’t understand my thoughts revealing themselves to be
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| The truth behind everything I’d ever wanted and believed
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| Revealed itself to be
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| Unwinding
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| I Stood up
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| I brushed
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| My head
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| I turned
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| To my right
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| All in my eye
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| And I said
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| There are things which we feel to be so terrifically true
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| That what were all but madness
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| For any good man in his own proper character
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| To utter or even hint of them
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| I’ve just discovered the meaning of life
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| I’ve just discovered the meaning of life
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| I’ve just discovered the meaning of life
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| I’ve just discovered the meaning of life |