Psychedelphia Songtext
von Mary Jane Hooper

There′s a place out in space
Let's all go
Music′s cool, lights are low
No, no, no
That's all wrong, a different song
Got to be
Mass confusion, just illusion
Do I see?

Blown my mind in a cloud
Of green smoke
A mini-skirt and a red
Maple shirt
Sugar daddy, who am I?
Where are you?
Can you feel it? Can you see it?
Is it true?


I'm seeing birds all pink and yellow
Inside out and upside down
Electric base to inner space
Head going ′round and around
And around and around

Psychadelphia, Psychadelphia
Got to be near
Feel the sound, look around
See no town, no one here

There′s a spot in my mind
New-born ideas
Seem to float from nowhere
Bending time
Travel long, oh, so long
Travel far
Seems so close now, oh, so close now
Yet so far

I'm seeing birds all pink and yellow
Inside out and upside down
Electric base to inner space
Head going ′round and around
And around and around


Psychadelphia, Psychadelphia
Got to be near
Feel the sound, look around
See no town, no one here