Smashing Kitsch For All

She’s a Festis, her intentions are vague
Dressed-up lobsters form a humble parade
See that fungi? See that melting guitar?
Do you know where you are?
Tuning in on something new, now
Reaching out for Me and You, now
Oh my God, it’s breaking through, now
Smashing Kitsch For All
Liquid diamond, well concealed in a jar
Jelly handshake, somewhat slightly bizarre
Quite pretentious, tailor-made for your brain
Liberating profane
Tuning in on something new, now
Reaching out for Me and You, now
Oh my God, it’s breaking through, now
Smashing Kitsch For All
Sinful substance, so unfirm to the feel
Knockout brain storm, reinventing the wheel
Never guessed it, such a Nobel surPrize
Like a pig in the sky
Tuning in on something new, now
Reaching out for Me and You, now
Oh my God, it’s breaking through, now
Smashing Kitsch For All
Off the record: Nothing’s quite as it seems
If you know what I mean…