Honeyburste - Twiddle

Can you hear the sound around of the town where there’s people screaming out

and there’s no one listening

To get on through you need to prove there’s something new in what you do so

they can choose if they want that happening

Catch them creeping down the hall so they can peep into your stall to know that

they’re above the law so start petitioning

Wake up early kinda rushed making sure my teeth are brushed cause I cannot miss

the bus and all the protesting

So take a trip on down with me my friend

On the mountain high natural smoke up to the sky

To the sea we fly speeding down the mountainside

On the wind we float landing on a flying boat

Plunging deep below watch the bubbles come and go

Keep two open eyes free yourself expand your mind

They can’t restrict your time in this perfect world of mine

When November comes at last and the votes have yet been cast we’ll just drop

the price of gas a terror threatening

Keep the masses on our side boost our people’s sense of pride a candy-coated

sheet of lies to hide the murdering

Blast our taxes to the sky as there status stacks grown high mute the poor let

out a sigh too keep them wondering

Can we blind the public eye make them think were doing right keep our puppets

smiling bright while we run everything

So take a trip on down with me my friend

On the mountain high natural smoke up to the sky

To the sea we fly speeding down the mountainside

On the wind we float landing on a flying boat

Plunging deep below watch the bubbles come and go

Keep to open eyes free yourself expand your mind

They can’t restrict your time in this perfect world of mine

They think they’re doing something wise sending pawns to their demise to tell

us how to live our lives a country crumbling

Like thick molasses rolling by the fumes of oil chain the night when there’s no

moon to spark the sky a thread unraveling

Closing doors to clutter time branding waste to form a line keeping reason

miles behind a mighty trampling

Does it hurt to tell the truth its gonna sting you when you lose this fire’s

burning 'cause your karma’s crackling

So take a trip on down with me my friend

On the mountain high natural smoke up to the sky

To the sea we fly speeding down the mountainside

On the wind we float landing on a flying boat

Plunging deep below watch the bubbles come and go

Keep to open eyes free yourself expand your mind

They can’t restrict your time in this perfect world of mine

In this perfect world of mine

In this perfect world of mine

In this perfect world of mine