published on
Trulee can you feel, something real, something happening today,
close your eyes and see, that the revolutions here, so come with me,
this one's real and this ones true,
hope it's real enough for you my friend,
have another cigarette, you poor impoverished suffragette come play,
hey, hey, hey,
this one is peculiar, and to cure her we will have to go inside her head,
join me for the fight, and we might, find the revolution's gone to bed,
this ones real, and this one's true, hope it's real enough for you my friend,
if you need to dissapear, join the revolution here with me,
now i learned a new trick map the human mind,
would you like to see what's inside her head,
the revolution's gone to bed, and here comes the boys,
they say that dopamine is flowing thru your brain,
and sadness is the lack of same,
to cure this ailment take a pill,
to get you some sleep,
thank you for the time to let me open up your mind and set you free,
trulee sits bemused, as the world outside refused to even see,
one wrong turn that took all day, the status quo has gone away today,
this ones real and this ones true, hope it's real enough for you my friend.
hey, hey, hey.
- Genre
- revolution song