[Spoken]
Halt
If you want to stay outside the abominable Digital Strawberry up the hill near the supermarket
Way past the fields of the shadows and smog
Beyond the needles of the toy shop bus stop
Know that it brings to thee a sign
To smite the sea slug of contemporary, unnecessary, unsanitary relation

Lurking about in your neighbors' apothecary concocting concoctions and [?]
Do you dare show up unannounced denouncing his pronouncements of radioactive love?

[Sung]
Got lost in your eyes again, and now you're askin'
How I've been
And I'm terrified

I can't let you know
That inside I'm itching
The one thing you can't get behind

But I'm trying
I swear I'd make you see heaven tonight
And now you're asking if I've been alright

And if I dare speak my mind it's my funeral
Funeral
Hey but it's Business as Usual
[Musical Interlude]

You caught me looking at the scabs on your skin
Let me in
I'm no parasite

I got so many legs you might ask where I end
And they begin
I'll let you decide

If I'm worthy
To be attached at the hip or the spine
I've always wanted to see through your eyes
And be so close that I'm just as delusional as you
But that's just Business as Usual

[Musical Interlude]

I try to unsee it but I can't forget
Just how perfectly I fill that space in your head
We've got two sides of big brown inside of our lies
And it's free, is it simple but it doesn't lie

[Spoken]
So neighbors, I leave you with this
Be weary of the dreary no-good theory seeping through your TV screens and searing into your brain
Clearly, mistresses and dastardly masters masterfully dredging up the past sure won't get you anywhere fast
Behold the pop star power and bountiful star speed of The Digital Strawberry
His nematic numbness and nuptial newness with crucify any shred of doubt in your heart that you are a child of the fruit