Another comic holy morning
When I've got this feeling
I am altered-native being
What's the matter ?
My matter's not so well, they say
Politians pro-lazy
Poly-mission's hard for 'em
But that's ok
I'm altered-native,
I'm altered-native
On the morning shining sun
God bless everybody,
God kiss everyone
When the acid rain it comes
Truth hits everybody,
Truth hits everyone
I'm an altered-lonely-soul, matricidal
Another stunning holy day
Sitting on the grass opé
Bitching on my ass ok
What's my type ?
I'm just an alternative son,
Alt-irradiated by the time
Native of this earth of mine
What's the problem ?
I'm decorated,
I'm decorated
On the morning shining sun
God bless everybody,
God kiss everyone
When the acid rain it comes
Truth hits everybody,
Truth hits everyone
I'm an altered-lonely-soul, matricidal
Hey, ain't it funny
People can be so lazy
Hey for the mess-up we get better,
We get on top
Maybe that's just a way to say :
If I'm dying down below
I'm taking everybody,
I'm taking everyone
If the acid rain it comes,
I'm blowing up everything
I'm killing everyone
I'm an altercating soul, matricidal.
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