
Dreamland Sticky Fingers
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[Verse 1]
Well, the skull and tones trickle through my bones
Drink my whiskey and I get a little stoned
A merry-go-round until I get back home
We're falling through a ghost world, chitty bang, roasted
We echo through the sky like the unicorn
Your mind is dead, you were always unborn
Memory torn, wobbly roller coaster
Take me to the place that proceeds with the most
[Pre-Chorus]
I was taken away by grooves
You made me find my way
Didn't wanna run around town causing a ruckus
And getting drunk every day
[Chorus]
Take me to the place, La Fiesta, friend
Don't leave me here where the sound don't end
Take me to the place, La Fiesta, friend
Don't leave me here where the sound don't end
[Verse 2]
Steel fist to the wristband soldier
Take me to the moon where the sun don't shine no more
A creamy, crusty pawn shop, I sell my guitars
'Cause where I am going, won't need them no more
Hell on earth, through my eyes I'm feeling
Trippy mystic motion in a hot tub, screaming
Scrawny skeleton, are you breathing?
Take me to the place that proceeds with the most
Well, the skull and tones trickle through my bones
Drink my whiskey and I get a little stoned
A merry-go-round until I get back home
We're falling through a ghost world, chitty bang, roasted
We echo through the sky like the unicorn
Your mind is dead, you were always unborn
Memory torn, wobbly roller coaster
Take me to the place that proceeds with the most
[Pre-Chorus]
I was taken away by grooves
You made me find my way
Didn't wanna run around town causing a ruckus
And getting drunk every day
[Chorus]
Take me to the place, La Fiesta, friend
Don't leave me here where the sound don't end
Take me to the place, La Fiesta, friend
Don't leave me here where the sound don't end
[Verse 2]
Steel fist to the wristband soldier
Take me to the moon where the sun don't shine no more
A creamy, crusty pawn shop, I sell my guitars
'Cause where I am going, won't need them no more
Hell on earth, through my eyes I'm feeling
Trippy mystic motion in a hot tub, screaming
Scrawny skeleton, are you breathing?
Take me to the place that proceeds with the most
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