Mushroom Jazz

Lead me to the visceral and let me take a drink

I think I think too much lose touch in a blink

But now I got my tribe I like this funky vibe

First wave hits sittin' heavy in my inside

Sin becomes a ritual so offer of thanks and praise

Every daze it’s habitual like a wishing well

Hell, I got a couple of more coins

Welcome to Wookiefoot

I’ll let you throw them in you join

Swing to the mushroom jazz

Silly Simon’s got my number

You know how I know this ? Cause I asked him

Thought I might have just seen him but I passed him by

Better get packed up for the trip

Your slipping and sliding riding on a tide

Of a freaky fun guy

Sittin so concealed in a field full of crap

Stumble through the rubble pick up the mad cap

Now your crunchin and your munchin

Gotta get the god’s flesh going down

You feel it wellin like a wave

To take you to the breakdown

(The breakdown makes my stomach feel a little funny…)

The city’s buzzin' in the lights can quickly bring you down

So you ramble to the forest where there’s nobody else around

If you see a tree fall and it doesn’t make a sound

Don’t get worried it just means that your not there

Through the other side where Time and Space erased

Have placed you face to face with something much greater

Than self or pride or greed

You need to believe if you want to see!