Over The Edge

Lyrics by Wilton. Music by Dittrich, Powell, and Wilton. Arranged by Dwarf Nebula.

There ain’t nothin’ quite like lookin’ over the edge
Whether you are on fire or just beginning to veg
No, there ain’t nothin’ quite like lookin’ over the edge
On the road, On the Bus, or just pukin’ over the hedge

Chorus1:

There’s one conclusion to be drawn
While you’re passed out on the lawn
There ain’t nothin’ quite like lookin’ over the edge


No, there ain’t nothin’ quite like lookin’ over the edge
To be there you don’t have to climb out on a ledge
There ain’t nothin’ quite like lookin’ over the edge
It’s better if you’re hammered, but not with a sledge

Chorus2:

Kundalini grace the spine
Make the EEG flatline
There ain’t nothin’ quite like lookin’ over the edge


And there ain’t nothin’ quite like being in the jam
The one place you can be glad to see Uncle Sam
I said there ain’t nothin’ quite like being in the jam
Turn as one, staring down the sun; bounce on a tram

Chorus3:

There may be no words to the song
But you go right ahead and sing long
I said there ain’t nothin’ quite like being in the jam


Yes, there ain’t nothin’ quite like being in the jam
It’s as easy and as strange as green eggs and ham
Aw there ain’t nothin’ quite like being in the jam
Now the folks who come to shows really give a damn

Chorus5:

I hope I’m preachin’ to the choir
When I say I need my Scarlet->Fire
There ain’t nothin’ quite like being in the jam

Bridge:

Dreams I've Followed...
Don’t you feel it getting deep in here? Strands of ocean light flowing through
Cornucopia stigmata all free from fear discovers you all in the groove

Chorus6:

Nothin’s the matter. Roll that fatter.
And pass it along, mad hatter
There ain’t nothin’ quite like lookin’ over the edge

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