Lyrics

[Verse 1] Turning back ten thousand years It's all a blur where the taxis go Monster man, a willing friend Lucy serves the melon cold [Pre-Chorus] Vi-vi-violent and delicious souls Oh-oh-oh, four red trucks dressed illegally Mother knows how the bugle blows Gonna get caught, gonna get caught Gonna get caught in her rug, babe [Chorus] This is not a conclusion No revolution Just a little confusion On where your head has been [Verse 2] Boats made out of paper float Dreams made up for the banana king, darling Crumbs you have lapped freely of Devious we all have been [Pre-Chorus] Vi-vi-violent and delicious souls Vi-vi-violent and delicious souls [Chorus] This is not a conclusion No revolution Just a little confusion On where your head has been