Split open your head

And let me pour it in

All the knowledge and feeling

Of these five deadly sins

That your mother would not

Let you see on TV

So you creep to your basement

And lie about being asleep

All alone where the rats colonize

With their tea

As they sip and they watch

You give into the sound

It just takes you and rips

At your soul

This piper is playing and hypnotizing

A funky ass street tempo

The forces are lining

The ticking the timing is off

You're resisting

But it's all for nothing

The piper is playing his song

Can you hear it It's ripping it's gripping

And pulling your spirit

From your inside chest

Your heart it collapses

From the depths, the pits , the gutters, the shits

That make you scream

Scream, scream, scream, scream,

Scream, scream, scream, scream,

Scream, scream, scream, scream

Scream, scream

Line up it's role call

Head is clear

And even though I wrapped you up in butterflies like evenflow

Jeremiah spoke to the masses

And in flash he caught a fist

And broke his glasses

The pipers tune is different

From the boom that you listened to

In your room

Better check your speakers

Their weaker and their trip

Is coming harder

Than a booyacka-booyacka

Coming from your father

Hypnotized, mesmerized, cauterized

With his eyes the suprise is

Start to fizz

Realize that control is his

The pipe is strong

The trip was long

You hit the bong

To concentrate on the song

And before too long

You're under his control

What the fuck?

The children are listening

The temper is ringing

Constantly clinging

To that hydroponic feeling

If you give him the chance-acap