Mouse On Mars

Kick the can
I kick, kick kick the can
I kick the can
Kick the can

Ooh-way, Ooh-way

Wipe that sound
But I do
Wipe that sound
But I deny it
Wipe that sound
Bend us
Bounce bend wipe bend
Don't move it
(x2)

Oh no

Wipe that sound
But I do
Wipe that sound
But I deny it
Wipe that sound
Bend us
Bounce bend wipe bend
Don't move it

Ooh-way, Ooh-way, Ooh-way
(x3)

Wipe that sound
But I do
Wipe that sound
But I deny it
Wipe that sound
Bend us
Bounce wipe bend
Don't move it
(x3)

Ooh-way, Ooh-way

Would you wipe it?
(x2)

Cut the gain (x3)

Wind up my wind with your grinder
With width up my vain
Cut the gain
Hurt me, hurt me twice
The trash will hit
Hit high hit low
While I do neither
I spit I throw up my despisor
Fit fit the bit with it
The trash will hit
Bounce bend bust I
Move fast
I wont be the first
But I last
I kick the can
I can
The trash will hit
Right out of my head
Extend my body to the wider
Spy like I try super politer
I collide
I glide I ride the tide

Wipe that sound
But I do
Wipe that sound
But I deny it
Wipe that sound
Bend us
Bounce bend wipe blend
Don't move it
(x2)

Ooh-way, Ooh-way

Get out of my
Get out of my
Get out of my
Get out of my head
(x4)

One takes, yeah, If one takes another three as a preposition...

Which qualities does the one have?
One, the one.
The one that is itself and remains
The one that is different from all others and remains
The one
The one that if it is seen with others, it is in the position to become more, than one
Yet remains, one

With such simple songs...

With such simple songs...
It's like
One plus one plus one never ending
The connection loses itself where it cannot exist without a representation to the production and maintenance of its own wholeness
And it maintains itself only by recurring on that border, or extremity that is the extremity, or border, of its own dissapearance

Then just as his brain at times of producing
High levels of tension
Shifts, to memory fragments, attempts
By means of the sense of perception

To confront these trivialities with ease

Like crossing a river by jumping its stones
Building a track, take him back to the other side

That is just when his brain peceives the increasing
Levels of tension
In the area of the sense

There where the sense of present tense
Prevails
To bring all that
That is aware
Into focus at one spot
That spot we call
Presence

Live by and die by the use of your voice
Voice of distinction, the power of choice
Yours is inside of me
Mine is in yours
Holding the key to resist
Questions and words which would make it unclear
The story continuous but this time it's guided by...

Voice of distinction the power of choice
Yours is inside of me mine is in yours
Holding the key to resist

Live by and die by the use of your voice
Voice of distinction, the power of choice
Yours is inside of me mine is in yours
Holding the key to resist

Questions and words which would make it unclear
The story continuous but this time it's guided by...

Yours is inside of me mine is in yours
Holding the key to resist
Questions and words which would make it unclear
The story continuous but this time it's guided by...

Live by and die by...
Live by and die by the use of your voice
The power...
The power of choice
The power of choice

To give a name
To give a name
To give a name
To the unintroduced
Invent names that

To give a name
To give a name
To the unintroduced
Invent names that

To give a name
To the unintroduced
Invent names that
Haven't been
Used

Sum up names in bundles
Invent names that haven't been used

Hey
You
Wait
Doit

And the ship up there, that wants to leave
Filled up to the brim with children
Hangs a little while but the string
Soon is a wearing...

Hey
You
Wait
Doit

And the ship up there, that wants to leave
Filled up to the brim with children
Hangs a little while but the string
Soon is a wearing...
Silently

And the ship up there, that wants to leave
Hangs a little while, soon is a wearing

(faintly) hangs a little while, silently

A ghost sneaks around
A ghost sneaks around

All the old powers
Are called about
To straighten and firm
Those presets of sound
Against the non-linear language of the unbound
A ghost sneaks around
A ghost

All the old powers
All the old powers
MC power
MC power
All the old powers
All the old powers
MC power
MC power

(a ghost)

MC power
MC power

The free, the self defined,
The anti-cliche
The radical connector
Of the non-linearity
The principle of difference hold things apart
We shrink and we grow
A natural art
To straighten things up
Is the power card
Played against the infinite start

All the old powers
All the old powers
MC power
MC power
(x4)

All the old powers (x8)

We shrink
We shrink
We shrink
We shrink
We shrink
And we grow
We shrink
We shrink
And we grow

I is just what you say you to
I is just what you say you to
When I identify something, I do this in reference to
Something else

I is just what you say you to
I is just what you say you
I am convinced that the term "I", the self
Is idiological and can be dispensed with

It's nuts!

I is just what you say you to
I is just what you say you to
When I identify something, I do this in reference to
Something else

I is just what you say you to
I is just what you say you
I am convinced that the term "I", the self
Is idiological and can be dispensed with

I is just what you say you to
I is just what you say you to
When I identify something, I do this in reference to
Something else

I is just what you say you to
I is just what you say you
I am convinced that the term "I", the self
Is idiological and can be dispensed with

It's nuts!

I is just what you say you to
I is just what you say you to
When I identify something, I do this in reference to
Something else

I is just what you say you to
I is just what you say you
I am convinced that the term "I", the self
Is idiological and can be dispensed with