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Writhing in his own filth
Mumbling strange phrases
Spoken with foul words
used by the ancient ones
His mind is a blank void
Brain cells have been destroyed
He's confined to his cell and completely insane
On the wall of his cell
Drawings smeared in his own shit
His mindless rambling
Keeps repeating the same thing
There's no time!
We must shatter their bongs!
We must shatter their bongs!
We must shatter their bongs
OR I'M GOING TO DIE!
SOLO (BRENT)
Patient: 9833463
Has spent his whole life in cell block 420
A pale shell of a former stoner
Doomed to die!
Experiments have twisted his brain
in this hospital for the mentally deranged
He's addicted to hi-grade potent weed eternally
Then one night it happened
No one could explain
How so many people were never seen again
They searched the whole building
But could find no trace of anyone who had been in that place
Psychic detectives used their gifts to try and find some clues
When they relived their deaths
They screamed as they gouged out their eyes
There's no time!
We must shatter their bongs!
We must shatter their bongs!
We must shatter their bongs
OR I'M GOING TO DIE!