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Flaming Lips Zaireeka

On some driven ship The morning commuter ride Everything is orange and bright You're invisible now And I know that it's hard to get used to You're invisible

Another moth disintegrates Hovering in the beam Of a searchlight That's looking for a trace Of a plane Whose pilot, it's a shame Has gone insane You

On Some Driven Ship, The Morning commuter ride Everything is orange and bright, In reflection you can see Your standing paralyzed Your suspended