Hallucination Generation

Hallucination Generation We'll turn you on and make you crawl Here's an open invitation To touch the scream that climbs the walls Surrender to your fascination Feel the rising tension mount Forget about your destination It's the trip we're on right now that counts Their rules, their reality Made us what we are today we offer no apologies We see colors, they see only grey Hallucination Generation The night is ours while parents sleep What led our initiation Is the promise they forgot to keep Their rules, their reality Made us what we are today We offer no apologies We see colors, they see only grey by Rudi Protrudi from the Fuzztones