From the recording Spectaculars
Lyrics
[Intro]
[funk jazz}
[Verse 1]
[relaxed male vocals]
I used to think everything was copacetic
Everything would work out fine
But in reality everything is shaky
Everything won't work out fine
And held together with duct tape and prayer
And all the doctors whatever they put in there
[Chorus]
Don't get me wrong I didn't think I'd live this long
To tell the story to you
Now I know everything's a mirage
Everything is stored in the garage
Including find the place but I know it exists
Somewhere in the universe is something I can start
[Outro]
[vocals end]
[resonant synthesizer lead enters with heavy delay and filter sweeps]
[guitar and bass continue rhythmic pattern]
[drums maintain steady beat]
[synthesizer melody ascends and fades]