Strong Tongue

Fallout in a fistful of whiskey
I'm out of my mind
Allotment of chemicals
You seek and I find

Mist covers my lily pad
Wistful memory of time gone wrong
Flowing down my chemical chamber
Reptile writes my song

No button
No cord

Strong tongue on the third moon of Platus
Disaster strikes and all is lost

Hold on to a fistful of bullets
Help me load my mind
Deep down in a well of awareness
Enlightened by the sign

Stroll into a room full of elephants
Trunks ready for lines so long
Bathroom is a maze for my matter
Reptile writes my song

Roast mutton
Black Lord

Strong tongue on the third moon of Platus
Disaster strikes and all is lost

Woke up in a room full of anthills
They crawl up my mind
Bites cover my sixtieth brain stem
Queen starts to unwind

Drones walk in formation
Tunnel deep down in the depth of my ego
Language escapes me
I hold the hand of my ant friend and we go

Proglutten
Glastord

Strong tongue on the third moon of Platus
Disaster strikes and all is lost