54-40 Casual Viewin' Lyrics

What I'm really wanting, a brand new machine 
One for converting plastic to dreams 
If you ride upon the tiger you can never get off 
They get hungry 

One thing is certain, all the rest are lies 
Beautiful and dammed ones never realize 
That the dark is light enough to see the ignorance of greed 
Still she cries 

Come on come on get up 
I wanna take you 
Away from all of this and what has got you 
Lost and feeling down 
You just get it off your back, let it fly away 

Poetry of motion counting out the beats 
To hear a voice in every mind sounding out retreat 
And as they run they look behind to see what tempts the wandering eye 
Still she cries 

Trouble with the life of the Emperor's new mind 
Casual viewin' in spite of what gets left behind 
Gentlemen you may include me out, ladies please accept my bow 
Still she cries