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mushroom festival in hell
The wind is howling and the time is right for fear  In the emergence in the phosphorescent tears  And all the hippies gonna lick the mind of God?  They've already been immersed in the wad   The wind is howling and the sea is boiling down  The mind is the water, the mind is the water  Cause it's a mushroom festival in hell  Cause it's a mushroom festival in hell   Yeah! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!