Fun Guy

I was feeling like I had some potential
Of maybe one day becoming a fun guy (Fun guy)
I could see myself going through the motions
With a dedication and a devotion to letting go
I was dreaming that I had to eventually
Transition to being a fun guy (Fun guy)
It was striking in my brain like lightning
With a little help from psilocybin

Yeah, I'll be in touch with the dirt and the earth
And the bugs and the birds and the drugs and the bees
Send my body to somebody who wants it
I won't have any need for it anymore
Wherever I'm going
I'll be in touch with the dirt and the earth
And the bugs and the birds and the drugs and the bees
Send my body to somebody who wants it
I won't have any need for it anymore
Wherever I'm going, I'll be in touch

Touch, touch, touch, touch
Touch, touch, touch, touch
Touch, touch, touch, touch
Touch, touch, touch

Oh my god, it's getting harder to focus
On one day still becoming a fun guy (Fun guy)
I like it like I like my emotions
In teeny tiny microdoses

Yeah, I'll be in touch with the dirt and the earth
And the bugs and the birds and the drugs and the bees
Send my body to somebody who wants it
I won't have any need for it anymore
Wherever I'm going
I'll be in touch with the dirt and the earth
And the bugs and the birds and the drugs and the bees
Send my body to somebody who wants it
I won't have any need
Wherever I'm going, I'll be in touch

Touch, touch, touch, touch
Touch, touch, touch, touch
Touch, touch, touch, touch
Touch, touch, touch

I was looking down on my normal life
I kept on hitting my third eye on the satellites
I went up to God and asked for his autograph
It said, "Baby, where you're going, there's no coming back"
My brain was broken, my mind was blown
Did I fix all my problems or am I very stoned?
I was only looking for some space and time
But now I'm crossing over to the other side

Yeah, I'll be in touch with the dirt and the earth
And the bugs and the birds and the drugs and the bees
Send my body to somebody who wants it
I won't have any need for it anymore
Wherever I'm going
I'll be in touch with the dirt and the earth
And the bugs and the birds and the drugs and the bees
Send my body to somebody who wants it
I won't have any need
Wherever I'm going, I'll be in touch

Touch, touch, touch, touch
Touch, touch, touch, touch
Touch, touch, touch, touch
Touch, touch, touch