I can take all the friends away
Or at lest come to a show
I can take all the friends away
Mutant rags and big TV
Better come to the throne today
I'm just not quite right today
'Cause I can fry you with my eyes
Service now, the mushroom boy
All the jewels that one can bring
And I have gazed beyond today
To the silo shed, on the other side
I've got mushroom clouds in my hands
Is what the prophets have to say
Better come to the throne today
'Cause I can fry you with my eyes
I can blow you to kingdom come
Love sacriface in my backyard
I've got mushroom clouds in my hands
And their lust shall build a world
Then I'm afraid, you'll have to cry
Come to me now, by my side
I can blow you to kingdom come
Or both our worlds will have to go
And a place in my head for you
Service now, the mushroom boy
I dance at night before bed
Just one lick upon my thoughts
And if you don't want to play
But I never took the ride
The atoms roar and strange love sings
There's a line inside my head
I had seen beyond my gaze
I have longed for you afar
I'm just not quite right today
And a place in my head for you
In this world where I am king
