Magic Fader

lyrics:

i got a magic fader
smells like a magic marker
it is a lucky charm
it keeps my fingers busy

i got a magic fader
it makes the room darker
it is my lucky charm
it only works on me

i wish it worked on you, i wish it worked on you, i really do
it only works on me

i love my magic fader
i love my magic fader
it is my favourite fader
because it's magic

there is no magic anywhere
except the magic fader
that's why i keep my cold finger
on the magic fader

kootenay snow in the synapses
state boundaries make good riddles
empty heads make good rattles
good nexus makes a good good nexus

i got a welfare cosmos
i got a welfare cosmos
i got a magic fader
i got a magic marker

i got a welfare cosmos
i got a welfare cosmos
i got a good good deal
take it with a grain of salt and a gram of soma

If happiness could be rationed
and redistributed
would there be enough to go around?

once i fingered synesthetic braille
i didn't have to try very hard
colors were pitchy, contours loved me
spiritual hangover when penance didn't hurt

now things are different, there's lots more channels
and most of them don't work anymore
but i keep my finger on the magic fader
simplicity through sensory starvation

i am a monkey, i am a monkey
i am a monkey with a magic fader
it is my lucky charm
it keeps my fingers busy, yeah

stay to the left and you'll get through the labyrinth
stay to the right and you'll get through the night

i love my magic fader
i love my magic fader
it is my favourite fader
because it's magically delicious

i got a welfare cosmos
i got a welfare cosmos
pharm-fresh, filling up the cavity
let's call absence substance tonight

kootenay snow in the sinuses
perfect crystalline creek street nexus
saving waves in state boundaries
citizen of the welfare cosmos

i got a welfare cosmos
i got a welfare cosmos
i got a magic fader
i got a magic fader

i got a magic marker
i got a lucky charmer
i got a good good deal
take it with a grain of salt and a gram of soma

once i'd invite fast friends from the rotting
porch into my corner to
play, we'd play with the magic fader, it was
not my fader, it was our fader
we'd have magic parties
they'd fade, they'd fade, they'd fade
but there was a picture of a mixer
on the fridge to remind us of the magic fader

this is how we do it on creek street
this is how we like it on creek street
it used to be like this on stanley
'til he gave the lease to some earthbound family
not the cosmic family in my head
always already, always already
those members i'd invite into my corner
to play with the magic fader

stay to the left and you'll get through the labyrinth
stay to the right and you'll get through the night

this is how we do it on creek street
this is creek street welfare
galactic information warfare (sic)
every good boy deserves fentanyl

i got a welfare cosmos
i got a welfare cosmos
i got a magic fader
i got a magic fader

i got a magic marker
it is a lucky charmer
i got a good good deal

If happiness could be rationed
and redistributed
would there be enough to go around?