Colors

They said he was thinking dirty, but he wasn't dead
So they sent him out west for the fuck with his head
He might have been crazy but he wasn't insane
Just pretty much a glutton when it came to his brain

Did you find Jesus?
Did you find Minnesota?
Did you find another message under a soda cap

So please play again yeah
Please play again

You can't drink wine if you turn it to blood
You can't write in the dirt if you turn it to mud

When Michael got lobotomized
They must have cut his brain's connection to his eyes
Just after Michael got lobotomized
Michael went blind

I hope you're happy
Now that everything's black and white
I hope you miss
the beautiful colors
I hope you miss the contrast
Of the day and the night

The dark and the light
All the beautiful colors.