Acid Ranch - Electric Indians lyrics

Are we ready? We are Get a load of that And get a taste of freedom Your campaign for holy host is not all that easy I promised you a garden Not an empire of worms That flood you with possession & sailboats & seasons Not now - forever in love with d**h Not now - taking an intoxicating breathe Of sweet victory on the sea 'Til the morning arrives with her litter of trash Bathing in the new grapes of wrath I could make him a political savior And I minor mutant of the cosmos This waffle of religion And Catholic infiltration Smoke with Indians Electric Indians True blue Indians Guru Indians Not now - forever in love with d**h Not now - taking an intoxicating breathe Of sweet victory on the sea 'Til the morning arrives with her offspring of filth Bathing in the product of her wealth