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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brandt Brauer Frick
Brandt Brauer Frick
Performer
Mykki Blanco
Mykki Blanco
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mykki Blanco
Mykki Blanco
Lyrics
Daniel Brandt
Daniel Brandt
Composer
Jan Brauer
Jan Brauer
Composer
Paul Friedrich Frick
Paul Friedrich Frick
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brandt Brauer Frick
Brandt Brauer Frick
Producer

Lyrics

Act one
I shared a joint outside
With a group of local scientists
Thanks, man
They said they worried that the planet
Was headed for ecological ruin
And yet the collective response
Or lack thereof, was far more concerning
The task here is to cultivate critical thinking
And yet dismantle the harmful systems
That have created this dystopic mise en scène
We're talking about a very purposeful return to a matriarchal framework
In which regeneration is prized above and far beyond extraction
I had a threesome last night with these two beautiful humans
I had met at the climate protest
Both of them had worked for a non-profit
That aimed to help get legal support for Indigenous communities in land disputes
The sex was amazing
I had forgotten how necessary threesome is, every once in a while
We slept in, all three of us, late into the afternoon, nuzzled in bed
When we awoke, we decided to take some acid I had left over from New Year's Eve
There was a rave that night
Our minds were filled with collective questions about ethics and Mother Earth
But our bodies
Our bodies, they felt so right
A pulsing strobe hit our eyes
I felt the thumping of the speaker, I
I could, I could feel it in my, in my hands, in my
In my throat, I could, the smoke, I could barely breathe
The, the thumping, the bumping, the pulsing, and
There was a sound, I can remember
I heard it so faintly, but then it came over me, and
And the sound of a song that went something like
I dreamt to the beat, to the beat, to the beat, to the beat
To the beat, to the beat, to the
I dreamt to the beat, to the beat, to the beat, to the beat
I dreamt to the beat, to the beat, to the beat, to the beat
To the beat, to the beat, to the
I dreamt
I lift my hand to God
I kissed the pagan sunshine
Dreamt to the beat, to the beat, to the beat, to the beat
To the beat, to the beat, to the
I dreamt to the beat, to the beat, to the beat, to the beat
I dreamt to the beat, to the beat, to the beat, to the beat
To the beat, to the beat, to the
I dreamt
I lift my hand to God
I kissed the pagan sunshine
I felt the thumping of the speaker, I, I could
I could feel it in my, in my hands, in my
In my throat, I could, the smoke, I could barely breathe
The thumping, the bumping, the pulsing, and then
I dreamt to the beat, to the beat, to the beat, to the beat
To the beat, to the beat, to the
I dreamt to the beat, to the beat, to the beat, to the beat
I dreamt to the beat, to the beat, to the beat, to the beat
To the beat, to the beat, to the
I dreamt
I dreamt to the beat, to the beat, to the beat, to the beat
To the beat, to the beat, to the
I dreamt
I lift my hand to God
I kissed the pagan sunshine
I dreamt
I lift my hand to God
I kissed the pagan sunshine
I felt the thumping of the speaker, I
I could, I could feel it in my, in my hands, in my
In my throat, I could, the smoke, I could barely breathe
The, the thumping, the bumping, the pulsing, and
There was a sound, I can remember
I heard it so faintly, but then it came over me, and
And it sounded something that, it sounded something like
Written by: Daniel Brandt, Jan Brauer, Mykki Blanco, Paul Friedrich Frick
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