I said your messin' up my head
Inside your funky luv machine
Those mutha's
Are fleeing the nest
To join our
Brother/sister soul machine
With hesitation I view the world
But I know a good thing
Is going down
Media they talk of masturbation
Skip krap and get on down
Woooaaahah do it yeah
Brothers, sisters come to me
Woooaaaheh alright now
Pinnacles of ecstasy
God squad they wish
That we were dead
'Cos we're always
Tripping out of our head
This funky doom scene is insane
Police they have a different brain
Love is the sin we call salvation