NO CAPO x24432 320033 xx0232 x02220 022000 The purple that is collapsing Head for the hills and prepare your intellect to flow The game of life is changing man is about to awake Electric sun beams dancing in a liquid in my skull The milky, milky, milk Your tongue milking me so hard And from sucking on your nipples Licking milky, milky stars I feel like A slab of butter That is melting in the sun The prisoner waits Now that you and me are one made of vanilla sundae and the greatest truth of peace That opening up the platae of the last 2 billion years I ask myself a question What the fuck is gone But I knew that I knew it From the milky, milky gods The milky, milky, milk Your lips get me so wet While I'm singing all the verses from the planet of the dead