Death Trip (2012 Remaster)

Harley So now we're on a death trip, listen to the blood drip Oozing from a curled lip, ever thought of dying slowly Ever thought of dying totally unholy. Someone's trying to fool us, maybe it's your daughters Can you hear the walrus offering a sad solution? He's calling out for teenage revolution And can you think of one good reason to remain? To remain? To remain? To remain? To you afficionados, fooling with bravado Keep me on my guard-o cause a consciousness explosion It's getting difficult to keep my mind in motion. Images of sunshine, please to make the words rhyme Let me die in eight-time, let me write a tale to no one Let me write a tale to make you think you're someone Can you think of one good reason to remain? To remain? To remain? To remain? We'll grow sweet Ipomoea to make us feel much freer Then take a pinch of Schemeland and turn it into Dreamland 'Softly Lautrec' - she whispered in awe 'Build me a picture of children at war'. We'll grow sweet Ipomoea to make us feel much freer Then take a pinch of Schemeland and turn it into Dreamland 'Softly Lautrec' - she whispered in awe 'Build me a picture of children at war'. We'll grow sweet Ipomoea to make us feel much freer Then take a pinch of Schemeland and turn it into Dreamland 'Softly Lautrec' - she whispered in awe 'Build me a picture of children at war' 'Softly Lautrec' - she whispered in awe 'Build me a picture of children at war' 'Softly Lautrec' - she whispered in awe 'Build me a picture of children at war'. So now we're on a death trip, listen to the blood drip Oozing from a curled lip, ever thought of dying slowly Ever thought of dying totally unholy And can you think of one good reason to remain? To remain? To remain? To remain?