Dream Coat Fliptrix

[Intro]
Yeah yeah
This one goes out to all the dreamers
All them deep thinking sleepers

[Verse 1]
I sleep best with my rappida
Movement after candlelight
Boozing having daymares at night time
Lying on the sofa snoozing
My life seems drawn out like characters
The manga's movements
With these eight hours, eight dreams
I bun zoots but hate green
I'm uncouth not mainstream
I'm stumbling like bait thiefs
I got the hazy crazy dreams
Baby I was born with these
No way was it plain to see
I make these dreams seem foolproof or make-believe
And zoom to the sky you and I we get high
With the wings made from bay leaves
Singing like an Irish drunk
Fucked up off Baileys
My liver stays like George Besser
Now I'm a goner getting chased by a phantom monster
Grippsin' at the steering wheel tighter than a anaconda
Striding for the goal like the Hand Of God up Maradonna
Yo, yo striding for the goal like the Hand Of God up Maradonna
Up Maradonna