You can't sell me incense My world smells good enough to eat So let's not eat, just smell the good and longing Not owning We'll circle like insects Incensing the grieve liquored herd Have you heard an encouraging word from them They pretend To be so above it all Or so they would have you think I think, no one thinks at all You might show some interest You're world looks good enough to eat I see he ghost of a better world Living in the disbelief in ghosts Everyone tells me they're crazy Well crazy people aren't so fucking boring Wake me when your through being cool, cause I'm snoring And hoping To see you beside yourself Show me the rose stuff of you Would you Do it for yourself Or for me We both need a change Your fear or normalcy is hardly strange Let's be freaks, plain clothes police Let's be deliberate, because it's obvious to me Weird is pretty obvious So color me obvious I just want to be happy half the time And blue only when I have the time