Lyric Critical Mass

Arriving in boats
Black hooded coats
Tormentors climbed into my room
I crawled under my bed
Covered my head
But they re flushin me out with a broom
The leades, she s small
Pinned my ass to the wall
For my seeds or she d be losin her past
Time after time
She d be readin my mind

Celebrate, celebrate, celebrate it
This is Critcal MassSo far, so good
I heard the other say
So good, so far
They re takin me away
I drink to you, your mind, her ass
We ll take a drink and break the glass
Celebrate, celebrate, celebrake it
This is Critical Mass

Now the tallest of two
With a brush full of blue
Paints surrealist scenes on the wall
So I tell her for fun
That it s really well done
But she just ain t listenin at all
She points to my heart
Tellin me if I m smart
I ll practise and phase
Out and admit, when the doesn t fit
And I went screamin out down the hall

Need it
Need your love
Just then I heard a poundin on the wall
We re all there, sang the voice of twenty more
I drink to your alas
We ll take a drink and break the glass
Celebrate, celebrate, celebreak it
We are the Critical Mass
Time and space is takin me away
Time erase, don t know the time of day