Marmalade March Psychedelic Porn Crumpets

[Verse 1]
I'm ill again
And this time I am fucked
I probably shouldn't have stayed out
But I couldn't help getting drunk

Oh, this life that I have been prescribed
Is taking control of my head
I'm tethered to matters I don't really like
Can you take me to your world instead

[Verse 2]
So I lose myself
And find a reason to care
Stored in thoughts with astronauts
On a universal carousel
So I'm bootlegging it around space
Trying to find out where I originate
There's a neurologic correlation
That is relative to your relatives

[Chorus]
'Cause we're all designed
To be alien
With atoms to hire
Subterranean
For every life kind
Trying to hide from entropy