What we need now's an accident
Camp out in a squishy galaxy
This is just a perpendicular line to the grain
And I'm floating in a most peculiar way
The Millers first record together in a decade.
Being sedated by the gasoline fumes and hypnotized by the satellites
Biker psych rockers reflect.
Light: Sometimes the best disinfectant.
Make me a cake with corn liquor.
Forcin' a light into all those stony faces left stranded on this fourth of July
And the boats go by
Big John's been drinking since the river took Emmie Lou
Crawl right through your mind
I am the local slime mold.
When this world was more real to me