Bijili Brains
No need for this world’s enticements
I got a hunger for the black sky’s diamond
Dangled like a grape above the horizon
I found the Chandra quite appetizing

You got a hunger for things you cannot get
You gotta love the thunder & the lightning in your head

To satiate the pangs of this eternal drive
You gotta go and try to find
The shortcut to your designated afterlife

No need for this world’s enticements
I got a hunger for the words of Simon
Whatever he says we followed in the strictest fashion
Isn’t it surprising? Turns out Simon was a Manson. What?

You got a hunger for things you cannot get
You gotta love the thunder & the lightning in your head
Just a big blunder, the big bang’s bastard blessed
You gotta love the thunder & the lightning in your head