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Reba sink a boulder in the water
Reba tie a cable to a tree
Reba stuck in a game of lipstick perfume flypaper
Reba press a razor to a slide cross a needle with a prune
Knee deep in the motel tub
Reba dangle ladle form her lip
dip
sip
Reba babble to the nag with the lipstick perfume
mutter to a farmer in a truck
Take a peek at the cheetah, Reba
cheetah on the prowl in a cage
sink a boulder in the water
tie a cable to a tree
Mutter "nature" to the nag
with the lipstick perfume
Reba flush a fleshfarm leftover
thunder in a circle
down the pipes
Bag it
Tag it
Sell it to the butcher in the store
Reba put a stopper in the bottom of the tub
picked up a jar unscrewed the top
and watched it drop into the water
A little scoop of plaster mix
some coffee grounds and mud
and then she stirred it with the ladle
that her Grandmother had bought her
threw in a pot of melted wax
a forefoot and a hoof
apple core, worms galore
and a can of some corrosive
coconuts and chloroform
some wicker and some cork
Toxic waste, some purple paste
she hoped was not explosive
Reba dip a ladle for a taste of her creation
and she knew that what she make
would be the finest in the nation
Reba tie a cable to a tree
Reba stuck in a game of lipstick perfume flypaper
Reba press a razor to a slide cross a needle with a prune
Knee deep in the motel tub
Reba dangle ladle form her lip
dip
sip
Reba babble to the nag with the lipstick perfume
mutter to a farmer in a truck
Take a peek at the cheetah, Reba
cheetah on the prowl in a cage
sink a boulder in the water
tie a cable to a tree
Mutter "nature" to the nag
with the lipstick perfume
Reba flush a fleshfarm leftover
thunder in a circle
down the pipes
Bag it
Tag it
Sell it to the butcher in the store
Reba put a stopper in the bottom of the tub
picked up a jar unscrewed the top
and watched it drop into the water
A little scoop of plaster mix
some coffee grounds and mud
and then she stirred it with the ladle
that her Grandmother had bought her
threw in a pot of melted wax
a forefoot and a hoof
apple core, worms galore
and a can of some corrosive
coconuts and chloroform
some wicker and some cork
Toxic waste, some purple paste
she hoped was not explosive
Reba dip a ladle for a taste of her creation
and she knew that what she make
would be the finest in the nation
Lyrics submitted by oofus
Track duration: 12:13
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she's in the bathtub putting all these whacky ingredients in... doesnt really know what she's soing. but then at the end she "tastes" her creation and then, after the chorus, she begins to trip out. thats when the whacky jam kicks in. eventually the trip calms a little and becomes a more euphoric typ of thing and the jam shifts to that like drum & bass n infinite sustain type of thing. real chill. and bag it tag it sel it... well i think she knows she has a psychedelic thin going for her so she's gonna sel that shit. the whole thing may just be a metaphor for making sellin and takin drugs im not sure
The composed music part has a cool feature to listen for. At 5:12 (studio version) the guitar and keyboard play a schizophrenic melody together in unison. At 5:48 the melody repeats - but this time with the piano staying a beat before the guitar.
And of course the jam after that is sublime.
Phish, you pot induced bastards, I love you.