Loose Nuts on the Veladrome

Lyrics

Last night you and I we gathered berries with our flashlights Wide-eyed journey into splinters giving me the insight All of the persons to be breeded never had a skateboard or even a red light We are needles in the karma, greedy with our insight Now we're hiding in your bedroom listening for dark spots Really, really loud Little, little crippled devil everybody makes fun when he's in the stop light Kool-aid, you can stop pretending accidental washing always makes your face grow right Fast tricks, tripping down a kayak sequence in the fast night, what more can you ask for?