Bluebird Picnic

Saturation gives me the creeps down my spine

is it better to 'live' or to die for a cause?

common sense is a fortress crammed with strict guards

Stay in line or you're gonna be left all alone

(moonia, mooniamaye, moonia)

Yesterday, maybe I dreamt of a folk band

there were fairies with harps instead of arms

I think they were tryin' something like a long jam

monotonous, yet so beautifully sharp

You call me at the bluebird picnic

it is the place that belongs to my dream

hey Mrs. Rubinstein, what do you need to abuse me?

This creature has dopes for a brain

tearing the silk with a modular blade

was it really a good idea to invite me?

(moonia, mooniamaye, moonia)

Saturation, it gives me the creeps down my spine

is it better to live without a cause?

and you're going deeper and deeper, but how really deep can you go?

Always laughing when I tell you the story of the monk

This creature has dopes for a brain

tearing the silk with a modular blade

was it really a good idea to invite me?

You call me at your bluebird picnic

it is the place that I visit in my dreams

hey Ms. Newsom, how much you need to misuse me?