Same Things Twice

Life support, keep the curtains wide, shine on to a world where the lemons are yellow and the moon is still a toxic and watery white. And every vision is a cocktail sign, you couldn't make it up, make it up, begging to by hypnotised, your silver hair is running down the length of your spine. Hydrogen or helium, which order do I need to breath them, hydrogen or helium, when it makes no sense to be alive sometimes. Rip it up, stop doing the same things twice. There's got to be some other structure to life, but in the meantime order me another french 75 - you can be remembered for kindness as you generously decline - like a hotel with a shoe shop sign, it's the universe confused, becoming the form it describes. I rented my room above hell just to get the details ahead of time. Hydrogen or helium, which order do I need to breath them, when it makes no sense to be alive sometimes. Rip it up and stop doing the same things twice.