Lyrics
This remarkable, sometimes incoherent transcript
Illustrates a phantasmagoria
Of fear, terror, grief, exaltation
And finally, breakdown
Its highlights have been compressed on this recording
To make their own disquieting points
The time is 9:30 p.m.
One hour after the participants
Have eaten sugar cubes saturated with LSD
We hear Brian and his fellow travelers
Observing their gradual transformation
Brian has been amusing his friends
By chewing on some plastic flashbulbs
Brian's mood is gradually changing
He orders all of his friends into another room
Closes the door
He sits alone on the wooden floor
Visible only by the dim light shining from the bathroom
He talks to himself
The time is now 1 a.m.
Brian is unable to snap his fingers
And terminate the trip
Which continues
He sobs
As his joy turns to fear
Brian's rocky journey
Ended 12 hours after it so innocently have begun
He was shattered by it
This young man never had a bummer
In some 33 LSD trips
Every one of them was a delight
Everything under control
He needed only to snap his fingers
And down he came, any time
But on voyage 34, he finally met himself
Coming down an up staircase
And the encounter was crushing
