Way back in the Woodstock box
We've got Jimi and his bones
Back here in the trip hop shop
We've got Sly and the Family Stone
And right here for medicinal use
But guaranteed to stupefy
A little bubble of blind strychnine
Straight-laced with Spanish Fly
Straight up out of suburb space
We got a black man slipped in skin
Misleaded, deleted in a luminous spin
The high priest of Eleision
All the way from Domino Land
Why, it's murder to obtain
A young dud with insect blood
Spits mud into your veins
Hi-ho, cheerio
We're back in the gutter got a scoop
With an infrared magic eye
For all the golden cubicle sons
There's an unlimited supply
From the High Plains to the coast of Spain
From South Amerikay
We've a wheel with a feel
For a deal with appeal
And an underground railway
Hallucinogenocide
Is coming to your town
Hallucinogenocide
Is gonna burn your playhouse down
Hallucinogenocide
In the eyes of your youngest child
Hallucinogenocide
Babylon's dumb and a-wild
We're back with a racket mack
And a message for all our fans
We're back with muscle
And a solid investment plan
We're back with the ultimate, see
So sit back and relax
We're back with a money bomb
So forget about super tax
Hallucinogenocide
Is coming to your town
Hallucinogenocide
Is gonna burn your playhouse down
Hallucinogenocide
In the eyes of your youngest child
Hallucinogenocide
Babylon's dumb and a-wild
Babylon's dumb and a-wild
Babylon's dumb and a-wild
Babylon's dumb and a-wild
Babylon's dumb and a-wild
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