[Intro: Voice Sample]
Into my mirror has walked a woman
In one breast she holds evidence of forests
In the other, of seas

[Verse 1]
(Ah)
Please don't let me be misunderstood
If I could I'd pick the lock and leave here for good
Far from the spokesperson for the old serpents coercion
Who deceives the whole world behind a closed curtain
Who gave it teeth and claws, only God knows
Made us all into microcosms of the cosmos
A fallen queen nursed that thing
I'm trying to turn the liquid she secretes
From a poison to a vaccine
Peep the Salvador Dali milk mustache
Grade A sustenance for Rugrats
The poison and the panacea
They want the good without the bad
And brave the wasteland
Do the best with what they have
Seekers
Born leaders
Lowly creatures
Preachers
Lotus-eaters
Yoga teachers
Blind men, madmen trying to escape the wrath
All line up to drink sap from the sacred pap
[Chorus: Deca and voice samples]
We want the milk and honey, an idyllic state
We want 'em both served to us on a silver plate
If you'd like a second helping say, "Yes please"
Yes please!
I only sip the freshest of the fresh squeezed
We want the ambrosia, the prime real estate
We want to see behind the veil that conceals her face
If you'd like a second helping say, "Yes please"
Yes please!
I only sip the freshest of the fresh squeezed

[Verse 2]
Send us emissaries to siphon the flowers essence
So we can move from early childhood through adolescence
And re-establish a connection to the source
In a demiurge dreamscape till things run their course
You want the good stuff, not the pain and the hell flames
That melt chains and lead to self-change
Honey drips from my honey dip's lips, dancing in the rain
I knocked on heavens door till an answer finally came
And when I saw the ground of all being in its true form
I prostrated myself and cried like a newborn
Not a judge or a tyrant in the sky
But a universal flower inside of my mind's eye
So while the music press keeps the hive-minded nest buzzing
And the rest of them count sheep with Death's cousin
I'ma shake the lion's cage in the final days
Sit in silent praise in the shade of Miss Maya’s maze
[Chorus: Deca and voice samples]
We want the milk and honey, an idyllic state
We want'em both served to us on a silver plate
If you'd like a second helping say, "Yes please"
Yes please!
I only sip the freshest of the fresh squeezed
We want the ambrosia, the prime real estate
We want to see behind the veil that conceals her face
If you'd like a second helping say, "Yes please"
Yes please!
I only sip the freshest of the fresh squeezed

[Outro: Voice Sample]
I have been staring at the sun-washed sky so long
That I am beginning to see yellow spots
All I want is to lie here with the sun all on my face
Until they come to drag me home