Lyrics
Something in you, it jitters like a moth And I see that your arms are out to God And oh, they kill you when they talk It makes a mountain peak seem little when it's not Your incubator is so tight [2x] I've been born before, I'm pretty used to it Brain-dead is always all there is So embryonic it's all right [2x] I've been born before, I'm gettin' used to it Brain-dead is how it always ends
Song details
Artist: The Flaming Lips
Writer(s): Wayne Michael Coyne, Michael Lee Ivins, Steven Gregory Drozd, Ron Lee Jones
Album: Transmissions From The Satellite Heart
Release information: album: "Transmissions From The Satellite Heart" (1993)
- Film / album: Transmissions From The Satellite Heart