Cosmic Weed

Running all the time

and knowing time is running out

and knowing all what time's about

Dreaming all those dreams so evil

so evil are the dreams we dream tonight

But the man in the moon sits tight, and he says:

"Come, come and try some cosmic weed

and glance a world so strange indeed"

Fading little ones

not knowing they soon fade away

the tiny mushroom houses of yesterday

Dreaming all those dreams so evil

so evil are the dreams they dream tonight

But the man in the moon he smiles, and he says:

"Come, come and try some cosmic weed

and glance a world so strange indeed"

Knowing there's no evil down where I go

Knowing there's no evil tonight

Knowing there's no evil down where I go to find it all out

"Come, come and try some cosmic weed

and glance a world so strange indeed"