They give our lives more meaning They give our homes more life They make our work more easy They serve both man and wife Developed by the People for Pleasure Developed by the Humans for Leisure Leisure bots Of Neptune Leisure bots Of Neptune You don’t turn them off You just turn them on You don’t turn them off You just turn them on Cataclysm near averted Time to calm the fuck back down Exoticism is back in style Luxuriate, indulge and smile Developed by the People for Pleasure In conjunction with the Humans for Leisure Leisure bots Of Neptune Leisure bots Of Neptune You don’t turn them off You just turn them on You don’t turn them off You just turn them on You don’t turn them off You just turn them on You don’t turn them off You just turn them on -- Words and music by Andrew L. Jackson

When you get to the edge of reality You have to keep going Until you find the topsy-turvy world About which we’ve been conferring Where the top of your head Meets the base of your neck Where you remember nothing That you can’t forget When you get to the edge of reality You have to keep going The Topsy-Turvy Man Is in a Gingerbread Town And all the broken tin men Wear their smiles like frowns Where the sun comes up At the end of the day And chases all the abstract Demons away When you come to the end of circumstance You have to move forward Always a situation to circumvent Pushing us onward Toward a direction that you might lament You won’t regret your choices Once you cross the edge of reality And begin to hear the voices Where the Topsy-Turvy Man Is in a Gingerbread Town And all the broken tin men Wear their smiles like frowns Where the sun comes up At the end of the day And chases all the abstract Demons away Where the Topsy-Turvy Man Is in a Gingerbread Town And all the broken tin men Wear their smiles like frowns Where the sun comes up At the end of the day And chases all the abstract Demons away One, two, three! Where the Topsy-Turvy Man Is in a Gingerbread Town And all the broken tin men Wear their smiles like frowns Where the sun comes up At the end of the day And chases all the abstract Demons away Where the Topsy-Turvy Man Is in a Gingerbread Town And all the broken tin men Wear their smiles like frowns Where the sun comes up At the end of the day And chases all the abstract Demons away On the base of your neck sits the top of your head On the base of your neck sits the top of your head

Crunching down on fallen broken parts Bolts and nuts are lying everywhere Zombie robots callously attacking us How to find a place that's safe - not anywhere Inhuman and undead Subhuman thought analysis Fervent and imperious Uncertain trajectory No recalls back to the factory Will persuade them to change course My friends are still out there somewhere Lost and trying to survive Inhuman and undead Subhuman thought analysis Fervent and imperious Uncertain trajectory Claustrophobic Unsafe to go out Teeming with trouble Seeming unbearable Beaming messages from a light house Streaming out from lobbies and hallways Burning forests on the perimeter Lurking menace on roads and highways Somewhere out there Zombie robots Somewhere out there Zombie robots Somewhere out there Zombie robots Somewhere out there Zombie robots -- Words and music by Andrew Lawrence Jackson

Oh, the drugs have stopped working Oh, the darkness is lurking Oh, and the crystal ball's murky All my duties I'm shirking Oh, I can no longer feel them Oh, I can no longer breathe them Oh, and the crystal ball's murky Oh, because the drugs have stopped working So turn the light on! So flick your flame on! Let the incense burn in your eyes Let life bring you a surprise Let it be as it is… And let it come as it will Oh, tolerance and relapse All disconnects and synapse Too many taxes and contracts Don't trust any of those "true facts" Just turn the light on! And flick your flame on! Let the incense burn in your eyes Let life bring you its surprise Let it be as it is… And let it come as it will Because the drugs have stopped working And the darkness is lurking And the crystal ball's murky Because the drugs have stopped working -- Words and music by Andrew Lawrence Jackson

Oh, don’t want to lose it now Oh oh, don’t want to lose it now Ah, worked so hard to get here now Ah, so hard to get here now Oh oh, don’t want to lose you now Oh oh, don’t want to lose you now Ah, took some time to make it now Oh, took some time to work it out And my body starts to break down And my mind it stars to break down Better hold up and take it straight down That road you do not want to go down Oh, don’t want to lose it now Oh oh, don’t want to lose it now Oh, worked so hard to get here now Ah, worked so hard to get here now All the while, some illusion was pushin’ on me All the while, some intrusion was infecting me And my body starts to break down And my mind it starts to break down Oh, don’t want to lose you now Oh oh, don’t want to lose you now Ah, took some time to make it now Oh, took some time to work it out Oh, don’t want to lose it now Oh oh, don’t want to lose it now -- Words and music by Andrew L. Jackson