Hawkwind - Running Through The Back Brain Lyrics
Running through my backbrain in the morningI think that what I'm getting is a warningMessages are scrambled but they're urgentSomething in the cortex 'bout detergentI think it's coming clearerI can see it in the mirrorHeading for a relapseClogging up the synapseOr is it just Cassandra yawning?Killers in the streets are wearing striped pantsThey are interfering with my larynxMy brother and my sister joined the armyThey promise that they do not mean to harm meMessages messages Persecution Persecution messages messages.....Now it's growing dimmerI can see the mirror shimmerSounds are getting strangerwarning me of dangerOr can it be that I am merely tired?There's a roaring in my ears that will not dieAnd signals in the sky I can't identifyMy eyes are melting and my lips are movingAnd the words that I am hearing are not soothingBreathing's getting harderThere's nothing in the larderThe building's falling overOr the Sun is going novaOr is it my old-fashioned paranioa?I think that it's important informationgiving me my future destinationFragments of mysterious conversationLend the game a frightening complicationI know they're trying to tell meWhat can they want to sell me?The floor is undulatingMy bones are soft and achingOr have I temporarily lost my bearing?Every little sound is charged with meaningPercentage bandits riding out of ealingStuttering, shouting, crying, and declaimingSentences are waxing, now they're waningI'm nearly out of lettersFrom my elders and my bettersThe Killer's moving fasterHe tells me that he's my masterOr was he just asking me "the time please?"
