Mortgage Freeman - Space Tiger

Electronic tonalities and plastic educators
That boil the brains and turn us into fellow administrators
Teachers that create nocturnal creatures
Monsters of the Id, Monsters of the Id, Monsters of the Id
Your reality is just a cool rendition
Take care of yourself if you're ever out El Paso way

Look at these skies, a man could grow to love them
A mad man, but a man just the same
She should've said nothin' about coming up for coffee
It plays out like it does in my dreams
But wait, something's lost in the background
And you wonder why I don't kiss you like everybody else does

You are the master of words and language
You are a tiger in midair
You are urged to reconsider

Prepare your minds for a new scale of physical, scientific value
Call it a premonition, that thing is invisible,
Weighs about ten tons, made of radioactive material
And something roared in the middle of it
And suddenly I was powerless
What kind of a man would you be if you hit someone and didn't talk about it?

And so it was in the final annihilation
What great heights had been attained and greatly surpassed!
The records of a thousand worlds, of civilizations unbound from instrumentality,
Were destroyed despite every safeguard.
And for all those nineteen years they remained undisturbed by that planetary force

Written by:
Adam Gilmore, Chuck Zink, Clark Stamm, Mike Walker

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