Humungus Fungus

from by The Ephinjis

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lyrics

Sitting upon the fringe of the galaxy
A mental mirage, a syringe fallacy
Mister Brown, why do you frown?
Your scowl scares me, you’re bringing us down

Falling backwards, oh so passively
Like a slow-mo death of a movie heresy
Miss Dowling, you’re quite darlin’
Erratic static turns my brain dischargin’

Wake me up
Remind me that we never really change
Habits that should have died long before
We crossed paths, this feels so strange
You were so strange

Hookers and Napoleons dressed ornately
To discuss the disgust of the sta-hate curtly
The suits, they sing and dance the polka
The people, cry and drown time inside their vodka

Wake me up
Remind me that we never really change
Habits that should have died long before
We crossed paths, this feels so strange
You were so strange

Lead me home, lead me home
Lead me home, lead me home….
Lead me home, lead me home,
Leave me home, lead me home…

Sitting on the edge of my table
We do this when we don’t have cable
A commercial of the slippery slope scenarios
Captured in the sound pumping out of your stereo

credits

from Part V, released April 20, 2017

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