Lyrics:

She's clenching her breasts to make 'em look bigger
But I don't care, I'm happy just to be here
Inside her, confiding, biding our time
With one eye on the future
And the other on that thing that she's doin'
We've only just begun and me left-handed
You fresh off the farm, smellin' of buttercups and ancient lace
Let's bop 'til we drop. Then drag ourselves to Denny's for the midnight menu
We've only just begun this vegetarian pact
This life without cigarettes
Maybe tonight we'll smoke the pavement for old-time's sake
Maybe tomorrow I'll get a job

You can be my god
Psychoreality

I am the undecided one
Are you the force that you deny?
Melting under the boiling sun

You can be my god
Psychoreality
You can be my god
Psychoreality
You can be my god
Psychoreality
You can be my god
Psychoreality



Are you the freak who's life was missed
Watching the crispy bacon test
Dig down in everyone's lie you are

You can be my god
Psychoreality
You can be my god
Psychoreality
You can be my god
Psychoreality
You can be my god
Psychoreality
You can be my god
Psychoreality
You can be my god
Psychoreality
You can be my god
Psychoreality
You can be my god
Psychoreality
You can be my god
Psychoreality
You can be my god
Psychoreality
You can be my god
Psychoreality
You can be my god
Psychoreality
You can be my god
Psychoreality