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Phone Home

by Mindseed

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Phone Home 03:13
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VERSE 1 Yesterday's gone, today is a new day Yet I still feel like flying away To another planet that's much better than this one Think I need a vacation Want to go to Mexico, eat some carnitas It's really good stuff folded in a tortilla Nom nom nom nom, oh my god, that's so yummy I don't even chew, directly to my tummy No, you don't know what you're missing out on So you better bring your mom to the farm Bet you never seen her gone in her thong with a bong Sitting on the fucking lawn, playing me a song On her new flute, make you sing along You claim that you're on fire But we call that another false alarm Bitch, you're a nun (Pray) at best I'll beat on my chest, I'll beat you at chess Oh, I'm a fucking mess, it's obvious It's obvious, oh, oh no CHORUS Mindseed needs to phone home, yeah Get my ass off this globe, the ship's gonna blow, yeah Don't you know? The games are all over 'cause it's gonna blow And you know that I can't be on this globe, yeah When the sun it don't glow The price of the soul, yeah, what a show I feel so alone, yeah, on this globe The ship's gonna blow VERSE 2 So how's that? Fame must be fucking cap, hat in the back of the Cadillac Downed a six-pack and now my abs just got jacked Guess it's crunch time, I just say it for the rap Not a matter-of-fact, but you're whack Shrink better duck, he's a quack, quack, quack (And how does that make you feel?) Like I want my money back, how 'bout that? Spend it on a tat in case I get $whacked John McAfee suicide with three shots to the back, it's like (Daaaaaaamn) How'd you come up with that? You can suck my balls while I wear my tin-foil hat That's a wrap, ask an expert what they think about that One year ago they said Covid came from a bat, and so CHORUS Mindseed needs to phone home, yeah Get my ass off this globe, the ship's gonna blow, yeah Don't you know? The games are all over 'cause it's gonna blow And you know that I can't be on this globe, yeah When the sun it don't glow The price of the soul, yeah, what a show I feel so alone, yeah, on this globe The ship's gonna blow OUTRO Alright, you can beam me up now... please? Beam me up aliens, come on I want to come with you I don't want want to stay here Take me with you, please Don't leave me behind, no Where are you going? No, wait for me!
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Phone Home (Radio Edit) 03:13
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VERSE 1 Yesterday's gone, today is a new day Yet I still feel like flying away To another planet that's much better than this one Think I need a vacation Want to go to Mexico, eat some carnitas It's really good stuff folded in a tortilla Nom nom nom nom, oh my god, that's so yummy I don't even chew, directly to my tummy No, you don't know what you're missing out on So you better bring your mom to the farm Bet you never seen her gone in her thong with a bong Sitting on the lawn, playing me a song On her new flute, make you sing along You claim that you're on fire But we call that another false alarm You're a nun (pray) at best I'll beat on my chest, I'll beat you at chess Oh, I'm a mess, it's obvious It's obvious, oh, oh no CHORUS Mindseed needs to phone home, yeah Get my off this globe, the ship's gonna blow, yeah Don't you know? The games are all over 'cause it's gonna blow And you know that I can't be on this globe, yeah When the sun it don't glow The price of the soul, yeah, what a show I feel so alone, yeah, on this globe The ship's gonna blow VERSE 2 So how's that? Fame must be cap, hat in the back of the Cadillac Downed a six-pack and now my abs just got jacked Guess it's crunch time, I just say it for the rap Not a matter-of-fact, but you're whack Shrink better duck, he's a quack, quack, quack (And how does that make you feel?) Like I want my money back, how 'bout that? Spend it on a tat in case I get $whacked John McAfee suicide with three shots to the back, it's like (Daaaaaaamn) How'd you come up with that? You can while I wear my tin-foil hat That's a wrap, ask an expert what they think about that One year ago they said Covid came from a bat, and so CHORUS Mindseed needs to phone home, yeah Get my off this globe, the ship's gonna blow, yeah Don't you know? The games are all over 'cause it's gonna blow And you know that I can't be on this globe, yeah When the sun it don't glow The price of the soul, yeah, what a show I feel so alone, yeah, on this globe The ship's gonna blow OUTRO Alright, you can beam me up now... please? Beam me up aliens, come on I want to come with you I don't want want to stay here Take me with you, please Don't leave me behind, no Where are you going? No, wait for me

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released July 30, 2021

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