Monster Magnet - The Diamond Mine Lyrics

The Diamond Mine

Monster Magnet

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Monster Magnet The Diamond Mine Lyrics. The Diamond Mine Sung By American Artist On A Better Dystopia Album. The Diamond Mine Song Is American Pop Song. The Diamond Mine English Lyrics.

MONSTER MAGNET THE DIAMOND MINE INFO

Song : The Diamond Mine

Artist : Monster Magnet

Album : A Better Dystopia

Language : English

Release Date : 2021.05.21

MONSTER MAGNET THE DIAMOND MINE LYRICS

Slide with me, now, down that purple shaft into the deep, inner depths of the diamond mine

Where we will witness the flight of the precious peanut butter fudge angel of love as she spreads her wings and flies

As she spreads her wings and flies high through the thundering silence of your vacuum-kept secret

Hiding out on the pulsating fringe of your bubbly, fudge mind

Deep, into the sanctuary of the ruby-lipped lizard who's tripped through that revolving door of today's changes

Springs the weightless suspension of those tiny red question marks to pierce your brain

And to taunt you to observe the wondrous smoke of the fur-lined Volcano

Near the cave of the great blue-winged bat

Following the flight of the deep, deep breathing butterfly towards the soothing smell of the six-foot narcissus

Are we in the garden of man-eating dandelions or in the safety of the Tasmanian Tree House?

Can it be? Will it be?

Yes it will as you reach out for where it's at only to find when you're where it's at, it isn't where it's at at all

So pop out now with me for a borrowed moment and glimpse through the plate glass menagerie of life that time feeds

The flight of mediocrity

Will we ever free ourselves of the demons of mediocrity?

Wade now with me, knee-deep in the splendor of the peach-fuzz forest in the gentle radiation of the one-eyed puffling

Who joins us on our ball-bearing express to the land of lavender and sky blue pink

Where we pause on the latex trampoline of tomorrow's promises

And grieve on yesterday's sweet sorrow

In the steam-heated living room of the warm, teenage tangerine

We must now somersault in slow-motion

Down, down the sliding board to a diamond mine eternity

Crying, crying, "is God alive?"

And remembering so well that the hand that cradles the rock can certainly, roll the world