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