Rushing The Acid Frat - Stephen Malkmus

I had a vision

Ice angels burning in two

Arctic fission

Slather your eyes in perfume

And eventually

We won’t die together

Such a modest dream

No persuasion needed no big loss

Screw the pidgeon

Flutter your wings and chow down

Competition

Promising nothing no how

And eventually

Well get wide together

Independent means

No persuasion needed big loss