Fake Ass Moon Landing - Feed the Fire Lyrics

Like a roadside cavalcade
What were all those drugs I took
I'm not steeped in your ways
I'm not familiar with these sullen looks
These are the best of times
And this could be the perfect place
And to think I could make you mine
We're all just souls along the way

And we feed the fire/ I get the same kicks from my vegetables
And we feed the fire/ Sometime I use them just to sleep
Can you feel the fire/ If anything were real than anything is possible

Like a rock-star holiday
Like a trip through Africa
It could be we're just the same
And I can hardly wait to fall in love
Write a song about gravity
Sing a song about conspiracy
Everything is just energy
Not really such a thing as space and time

And we feed the fire/ I'll trade these bearskins for your vegetables
And we feed the fire/ Give you this watch for those shoes
Can you feel the fire/ And maybe when we get to Canada they'll legalize it

The fire
The fire
The fire
The fire