When things are outta whack. And they might collapse. And at the end of the day. You still can't relax. And physically you ache. Like a cavity feelin' the bind. On your mind and the rest. Of your body. Listen to your heartbeat. Flow and imagine. Become Jackson Pollack. Air brush Chinese dragons. On a sky blue convertion. Van or an electra. Buick of the mind full of. Fuminous matter. And slowly all the pressure. Recedes and you stop to decay. Naturally think clearly. Ultimately though your grace. Will give way to traffic jams. Submachine guns in hand. City red-necks who think. Like the Omega man. Feelin' the extremes. Of the times we're livin'. Stockpile spaghetti-o's. And cheerios plannin'. To survive that fall-out shit. It's not ambuguous }. It be continuous }. It's all about us }. It's for real my man } (2x). The continuous life there is no end }. Movin' through life }. Movin' through death }. My radio emits a signal form. A strange noise the kind of which. I've never heard before. I scan the dial for more stations. But all I get is an eerie feelin'. I'm not dreamin' this is the real dealin'. There's nothin' like this trance. I'm caught in a daze. Cuz I'm finally out of my body. The blue lights are ablaze. Yeah I'm really amazed. And feelin' so light that's right. Lift off and I'm into the sky. As if a hologram were created. To shift my conciousness. Changed again and I'm flung. In the riff. I wanna be free I wanna do right. I move through the portal. To be purified. It's not ambuguous }. It be continuous }. It's all about us }. It's for real my man } (3x). The continuous life there is no end }. Movin' through life }. Movin' through death }.