Supercollider Lyrics

Multi-colored microbus 
Plowing over rugged terrain 
We're jacking the radio 
Passing the afternoon train 
Around the roses she showed us 
Hyacinths and sage 
Gold plated garden tools 
Sunlamps and it's all the rage 

Stay low to the ground or they'll sniff you out 
You never know what you will find 
When you go 

Out of the blackness 
Into the great big sky 
Supercollider 
Shooting inside your mind 

Gather round the gas tower 
Don't it kinda look like a bong 
I heard it backwards 
Hidden in a Pink Floyd song 
Stella Radiata 
It's got to set your mind at ease 
Spinning on the tire swing 
Flying like Tarzan through the trees 

And back to the bus when the sun goes down 
Try to aim it back into town 
We're riding 

Out of the blackness 
Into the great big sky 
Supercollider 
Shooting inside your mind 
And coriander grows along the banks where we go walking along at night 
Creeping slowly over the ground 
We tiptoe round the garden 
Trying not to tramp it down 

Stay low to the ground or they'll sniff you out 
You never know what you will find 
When you go 

Out of the blackness 
Into the great big sky 
Supercollider 
Shooting inside your mind