You can't sell me incense My world smells good enough to eat So let's not eat, just smell the good in longing Not owning. We'll circle like insects Incensing the grief-liquored herd Have you heard an encouraging word from them? They pretend. To be so above it all Or so they would have you think I think no one thinks at all. You might show some interest Your world looks good enough to eat I see the ghost of a better world Living in your disbelief in ghosts. Everyone tells me they're crazy Crazy people aren't so fucking boring Wake me when you're through being cool, cause I'm snoring And hoping. To see you beside yourself Show me the raw stuff of youth Would you do it for yourself? Or for me, we both need a change Your fear of normalcy is hardly strange Let's be freaks, plain-clothes police Let's be deliberate, because it's obvious to me. Deliberately weird is pretty obvious So color me obvious I just want to be happy half the time And blue only when I have the time.