Crispy Hexagons ...by the Crispy Hexagons

I'm gonna get some cereal

That'll make me feel better bout myself

I'm gonna get some cereal

That'll make me feel better bout myself

Gonna get, gonna get some cereal

That'll make me feel better bout myself

Gonna get some cereal

That'll make me feel better

Bout myself

Gonna get some cereal

Gonna get some cereal

Gonna get some cereal

That'll make me feel better bout myself

Gonna get some cereal

That'll make me feel better bout myself

That'll make me feel better bout myself

That'll make me feel better bout myself

That'll make me feel better bout myself

That'll make me feel better bout myself

I'm gonna get some cereal

That'll make me feel better bout myself

I'm gonna get some cereal

That'll make me feel better bout myself

Gonna get, gonna get some cereal

That'll make me feel better bout myself

I'm gonna get some cereal

That'll make me feel better

Crunch crunch

Shredded

Wheat

Uh-oh

Oh no

Fourteen years, four hundred songs, but only just one dream

At least two thousand followers, at least ten thousand streams

We were churning out that content, the SEO strategy

At least two thousand followers, at least ten thousand streams

Oh, viral marketing

We paid per click and by commission, wrote the hits, but no one listened

Can't

Keep up this spirit

Making all this music

No one to hear it

We dreamed of 10,000 streams

We were 9,999 streams away

If we cracked the double digits

It was a pretty darned good day

We were 9,999 streams away

If we cracked the double digits

It was a pretty darn good day

When they dropped us from the label

It was too much to accept

I poured myself some cereal

And then I went to bed

Band

Meeting after band meeting

Then we put the band on hold

You can only lose so much

And at some point you must fold

Fourteen years, four hundred songs, but only just one dream

At least two thousand followers, at least ten thousand streams

We were 9,999 streams away

If we cracked the double digits

It was a pretty darn good day

We were 9,999 streams away

If we cracked the double digits

It was a pretty darn good day

We were 9,999 streams away

If we cracked the double digits

It was a pretty darn good day

I thought that I would feel better

Bout myself

When I ate that cereal, I thought that I would feel fulfilled

If nothing else, at least feel full, but I don't

No, I don't

When I ate that cereal, I thought that I would feel fulfilled

If nothing else, at least feel full, but I don't

No, I don't

Too much Vonnegut, brain is feeling hot, I've come unstuck again

On a windowsill, bowl of cereal, I don't know where or when

Feeling like a human palindrome

Feeling just like Billy Pilgrim

Feeling just like Billy Pil

Feeling just like Billy Pil

Billy Pil

Billy Pil

Billy Pil

Billy Pilgrim

Cereal

Was all I ever needed

Cereal

Was all I ever eated

Oh, it used to hit the spot

Now it's not

Now it's not

Now it's not

Now it's not

When I ate that cereal, I thought that I would feel fulfilled

If nothing else, at least feel full, but I don't

No, I don't

No, no, no

Too much Vonnegut, brain is feeling hot, I've come unstuck again

On a windowsill, bowl of cereal, I don't know where or when

Feeling like a human palindrome

Feeling just like Billy Pilgrim

Feeling just like Billy Pil

Feeling just like Billy Pil

Billy Pil

Billy Pil

Billy Pil

Billy Pilgrim

Yeah, Billy Pilgrim

When I got that cereal

I thought that I'd feel better

Now I feel like Billy Pil

The spool has come unthreaded

Floating in the Milky Way

Feeling just like shredded

Floating in the Milky Way

Feeling just like shredded wheat

It's weird how all my molecules, my molecules

Have somehow come untethered

But not as weird as whatever holds, or whatever held

My molecules together

Guess this means my Billy Pil my Billy Pilgrim Syndrome

Must have worsened

Empty bowl of cereal, ethereal, with molecules dispersing

And suddenly, I'm everywhere

I'm everywhere

Everywhere is not as bad

As what I thought back when I had

A body

It's really not so bad

Nothing left to fall apart

Nothing ends, nothing starts

No falling short of what's sublime

No shredded wheat or Space and Time

When John Lennon said, Imagine

There's no heaven. Above us only sky

It's like that

But below us

Endless cereal

Cereal

Shredded Wheat, Molecule, Ethereal

Shredded Wheat, Molecule, Ethereal

Shredded Wheat, Molecule, Ethereal

Shredded Wheat, Molecule, Ethereal

Shredded Wheat, Molecule, Ethereal

Shredded Wheat, Molecule, Ethereal

Shredded Wheat, Molecule, Ethereal

Shredded Wheat, Molecule, Ethereal

It's weird how all my molecules, my molecules

Have somehow come untethered

Strange how all my molecules have started coalescing

D sits with his bass guitar, his drum machine; we're working chord progressions

A letter in the letter box, another record company rejection

And our band is only two hours away from severing connection

All the sudden I am everywhere, I am everywhere again

Tubes and portals, crystal vortex, violent exit

Like fallen gallon of milk, I am splattering

Where and when are my molecules? What is happening?

But then as quickly as my body broke down, I'm coalescing–feels like

Pins

Pins and needles

Pins

Pins and needles

Yeah

It feels like

Pins

Settling into new scenery, a small machine plays an old message

It's D; he's asking what is up and where I've been; hopes to pull me from the wreckage

No, I didn't pick up, spoon to mouth, I filled my mouth 'cause I couldn't find the language

Minutes later I am supine in the corner, I am curled up, next to a broken bowl Shredded shredded, shredded wheat

Al the sudden I am everywhere. I'm everywhere again

Tubes and portals, crystal vortex, violent exit

Like fallen gallon of milk, I am splattering

Where and when are my molecules? What is happening?

But then as quickly as my body broke down, I'm coalescing

Pins

Pins and needles

Pins

Pins and needles

Yeah

It feels like

Pins

All the sudden, I am back, I am here

Weird

The phone is ringing

Out of nowhere, I am back in my body

I am back in my home

And the phone is ringing

Pins

Pins and needles

Pins

Pins and needles

Yeah

It feels like

Pins

I have shredded all my shredded wheat

The 80s were wrong; I'm not what I eat

D called me half an hour ago

Made arrangements, now I think I know how to fix this

Time to write some songs

Time to reunite The Crispy Hexagons

Crispy Hexagons

What if it's not the cereal

What if it's immaterial

Spin another record, I'm remembering

Molecules reassembling

Time to write some songs

Time to reunite The Crispy Hexagons

Crispy Hexagons

Write what you know; it's the Writer's Creed

Song idea just came to me

Shredded, shredded, shredded wheat

Shredded, shredded, shredded wheat

Time to write some songs

Time to you know what

Crispy Hexagons

Crispy Hexagons

How's it going? You doin' okay

Been a rough few weeks. I'm doing better today

Oh, a rough few weeks, eh

Yeah, it's been a rough few weeks

A rough few weeks, a rough few weeks, a rough few weeks

Well, let's plug in. Where should we start

I've got some songs about cereal and falling apart

Did you come unstuck in time again

I think I did, but I don't know when

Ha Ha Ha, that's a good one

Hey, thanks, man

No seriously. That's a good one

So, did you start with cereal, but that didn't help

Yeah, I thought it'd make me feel better bout myself

And was it shredded wheat again

How'd you know, man? Yeah, you got it

Shredded Wheat

So, what snapped you out of it this time

Singing some songs, writing some rhymes

Cool, what is the first song? How does it go

It's really simple; it's about cereal

And how I thought I'd get some, and I would feel better… Oh, better 'bout myself

Crispy Hexagons

Crispy Hexagons

Crispy Hexagons

Crispy Hexagons

So, are you ready to record

Uh, sure. Wanna start with The Cereal Song

H'yeah