Recognition Lyrics

What a stupid recognition
You're not of my favorite description
You're just a waste of milk and sugar
Licorice candies and creamy tumors

Support your brain with a better nutrition
Some dope will give you a bit more intuition
You're counting the objects? Saluting the dodgers?
Some solid prescription and rave till the grave

Some solid prescription and rave till the grave
Some solid prescription and rave till the grave

When strobe lights are flashing
The beat machine's crushing
The music has got you
The blue rabbit's with you.

The world that pretends
That it owns all extents
Has no power on us
Whe we dance our rave dance