VERSE 1
Could’ve been an actor, but they never wanted me
They’d rather have a boy who doesn’t cry about sodomy
Instead of wildflowers and an Oscar or two
I dissociate and watch with a panoramic view
Let someone else fuck with the flying shield
Let Leo the Lion nip at someone else’s heels
Let the circle-eared mouse be the Speaker of the House
Let me wear a straightjacket, let them call it a blouse
CHORUS
Disconnect and float away
Fly to the same god in which you pray
Gravity may be a matter of physics
But crashing on your face is a matter of civics
VERSE 2
I hear the bootstrap rhetoric through a megaphone
But I dissociate in the comfort of my own home
Out of body experience, so I ain’t hearing this
Can’t buy a plane ticket, so it ain’t mysterious
A dick-shaped rocket can’t take me away from the discourse
Still get pissed on by the king and his horse
Send my brain into space, in a far away place
Where supernovas burn like a face full of mace
CHORUS
Disconnect and float away
Fly to the same god in which you pray
Gravity may be a matter of physics
But crashing on your face is a matter of civics
BRIDGE
Took a massive vacation from the deaths and inflation
Now the work has piled up like a crash in a train station
I could put it off until the end of my days
As long as someone else suffers and someone else pays
EXTENDED CHORUS
Disconnect and float away
Fly to the same god in which you pray
Gravity may be a matter of physics
But crashing on your face is a matter of civics
Disconnect and fly to the sun
For the time I’ve been given, it’s sure been fun
Come back to the earth, it’s a prison furlough
Freedom was nice, but I still hurt, though
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