V1:
Politicking timebomb, cro magnon ions--
Age-old truths that we distort and then rely on--
Pious pythons prey on veins of doubt
While the whole of humankind tries to work it out.

Words and shouts! All maneuvers evasive;
Hate so contagious, the traits of the ancients,
And clout we’ve saved for the forward--
All else reported, twisted contorted:

Prechorus:
The pomp and their war words,
The stomp of the poorest,
The rich who ignore it,
A justice retort denied!
Run and hide to a place
That is in my mind...

Chorus:
There’s a place that I’d like to go
Where the sun sets fast and the night moves slow;
A frame of mind in a frequency,
Where the rhythm of life rolls naturally.

There’s a place that I’d like to know
Where heaven and hell are stories untold;
A humankind with no history,
Where the place you are’s the place to be.

(There’s a place that is in my mind,)
(There’s a place that is in my mind)--


V2:
Apocalypse pursed tightly, gamma bursts brightly
The smell of chaos in the morn--so inviting,
Tepid typing topples time itself
While hellacious hominids harbor all the health

Crime and wealth, both genres rejected
Hate gets collected, the vie for invective
Leaves clout; the politically untoward
Backwards and forwards, the horror! The horror!

Prechorus:
The pomp and their war words,
The stomp of the poorest,
The rich who ignore it,
A justice retort denied!
Run and hide to a place
That is in my mind...

Chorus:
There’s a place that I’d like to go
Where the sun sets fast and the night moves slow;
A frame of mind in a frequency,
Where the rhythm of life rolls naturally.

There’s a place that I’d like to know
Where heaven and hell are stories untold;
A humankind with no history,
Where the place you are’s the place to be.

There’s a place that I’d like to go…
There’s a place that I’d like to know...