ASTRAL TRAVEL BATTLES:

Twenty billion corollaries of the future,
Where do I even start?
If you keep driving yourself this crazy, good sir,
You're gonna tear yourself apart
So, don't think about her sweet kiss, resist,
There's time enough for that in dreams
Just give yourself over to the sunshine bliss that's
Bursting out your motherfucking seams

I'll just be here now, be here now, be here now
Don't let your future slip away

I don't give a fuck about how I'm dancing now,
Just moving where the music goes
And I don't give a fuck if you think I'm romancing you, girl,
Just got to move these magic toes
I'm sorry we got off on the wrong foot darling,
Don't want into your pantyhose
I'm sorry, I've already got a tigress I love truly,
Just here to let the motherfucking music roll

I can't stand it when you're talking ‘bout your future plans
When all I really wanna do
Is save you from your metaphorical nightmares,
Motherfucker, I miss you
So don't tell me ‘bout your astral travel battle plans,
I'm trying to reconnect with you
I'm sorry you need to go back read it again, man
It was on the front page but you missed a clue