The Mad Stone Songtext
Are you coming outside?
I can make it a business, I can sell you it
Do you live in a mine?
A notorious black spot up-and-coming, I hear
Let the Wizardtalk come
At the peak of Choice Mountain, you've been saving up
Are you really this old?
I can make it a business
Come with me to the Mad Stone (Run all night, all night, never get free)
I can make it a business, I can sell you it
Do you live in a mine?
A notorious black spot up-and-coming, I hear
Let the Wizardtalk come
At the peak of Choice Mountain, you've been saving up
Are you really this old?
I can make it a business
Come with me to the Mad Stone (Run all night, all night, never get free)
Above you (Run all night, all night, never get free)
Mad Stone (Run all night, all night, never get free)
Let it control you (Run all night, all night, never get free)
At the very top there was a screen that showed a picture of a man who stood there looking at a picture of a man who stood there looking at a picture of a picture of a man on a screen
And he was looking at another picture of a man who stood there looking at a picture of a man who stood there looking at a picture of a picture of a man who was the double of me
So you scrimp and you save
I got wild in the aisles, son, let me tell you that!
Did you set me aflame?
I can sell you a firehose, put out all of it now
Do you think it's all true?
Nothing quite so romantic, there's no oxygen
I'm a Mountainhead too
What is that, a religion?
Come with me to the Mad Stone (Run all night, all night, never get free)
Above you (Run all night, all night, never get free)
The Mad Stone (Run all night, all night, never get free)
Let it control you (Run all night, all night, never get free)
At the very top there was a screen that showed a picture of a man who stood there looking at a picture of a man who stood there looking at a picture of a picture of a man on a screen
And he was looking at another picture of a man who stood there looking at a picture of a man who stood there looking at a picture of a picture of a man who was the double of me
Strange winds are blowing
On this mortal plane
You get no pleasure from your pleasure centre
In your reptile brain
The Mad Stone is singing
Can you say the same?
You get no pleasure from your pleasure centre
In your reptile brain
This is the Mad Stone (Run all night, all night, never get free)
Above you (Run all night, all night, never get free)
The Mad Stone (Run all night, all night, never get free)
Let it control you (Run all night, all night, never get free)
At the very top there was a screen that showed a picture of a man who stood there looking at a picture of a man who stood there looking at a picture of a picture of a man on a screen
And he was looking at another picture of a man who stood there looking at a picture of a man who stood there looking at a picture of a picture of a man who was the double of me
Run all night, all night, never get free
Mad Stone (Run all night, all night, never get free)
Let it control you (Run all night, all night, never get free)
At the very top there was a screen that showed a picture of a man who stood there looking at a picture of a man who stood there looking at a picture of a picture of a man on a screen
And he was looking at another picture of a man who stood there looking at a picture of a man who stood there looking at a picture of a picture of a man who was the double of me
So you scrimp and you save
I got wild in the aisles, son, let me tell you that!
Did you set me aflame?
I can sell you a firehose, put out all of it now
Do you think it's all true?
Nothing quite so romantic, there's no oxygen
I'm a Mountainhead too
What is that, a religion?
Come with me to the Mad Stone (Run all night, all night, never get free)
Above you (Run all night, all night, never get free)
The Mad Stone (Run all night, all night, never get free)
Let it control you (Run all night, all night, never get free)
At the very top there was a screen that showed a picture of a man who stood there looking at a picture of a man who stood there looking at a picture of a picture of a man on a screen
And he was looking at another picture of a man who stood there looking at a picture of a man who stood there looking at a picture of a picture of a man who was the double of me
Strange winds are blowing
On this mortal plane
You get no pleasure from your pleasure centre
In your reptile brain
The Mad Stone is singing
Can you say the same?
You get no pleasure from your pleasure centre
In your reptile brain
This is the Mad Stone (Run all night, all night, never get free)
Above you (Run all night, all night, never get free)
The Mad Stone (Run all night, all night, never get free)
Let it control you (Run all night, all night, never get free)
At the very top there was a screen that showed a picture of a man who stood there looking at a picture of a man who stood there looking at a picture of a picture of a man on a screen
And he was looking at another picture of a man who stood there looking at a picture of a man who stood there looking at a picture of a picture of a man who was the double of me
Run all night, all night, never get free
