Baby Sacs

I want to go where there are baby sacs all around me
I want a clue that the emerald fence is rising
To hell with all of you who… you and all the others
You and all the others
Who?
Who are you talking about?
Who are you talking about?
When there’s no one around you

When I’m mad and afraid I will eat my own
I want to holler
I want to wear these babies of my kind
On my loppy form
Leave me alone, disgraced
The camera light falls
The camera light falls
Why so slow

Heaven for me
Heaven, oh
Heaven coming to hold

Hey, from the center, if you...

Now I know so much
A space camera

Baby sac
Baby sac
Baby sac
Baby sac
Baby sac
Baby sac