Incubus — Purple Kool-Aid

Wake up, I wipe the sleepers from my eye Look up and see it's 2:35 Get up, I thought I'd sleep until ten to Up in the cold and start the day with you They call themselves the purple kool-aid cult They lost their head and claim it's all my fault I'm fed kool-aid intravenously I must regain my own autonomy! The purple kool-aid cult is back, I'm paranoid again Would someone please appease all the stress of my Sorry friend, there's no way I can stay Wish I could explain the reason why I'm being chased so please pardon my haste Please appease the stress of my brown head They turned their backs and I began to run Looked back for a flash and I began to shout I've got to find a passage out of here I'm not too certain that the future's clear And now I'm alone and to what type to wear And then they set upon a skinny chair They're gathering now around a sugar throne It's red and round and speaks of miracles The purple kool-aid cult is back, I'm paranoid again Would someone please appease all the stress of my He says he's going to be in your mouth Weird ritual for you and I to mate I see a door I see astray I pick up a furious pace so I can get away Don't smile a purple pleasure hangs the cape Oh Me, Oh My, It was the great escape The situation, it's still to me a bit of a scandal Every time I see a purple smile within my underwear The purple kool-aid cult is back, I'm paranoid again Would someone please appease all the stress of my Sorry friend there's no way I could stay Wish I could explain the reason why I'm being chased so please pardon my haste Please appease the stress of my brown head Four years and twenty days float on by Carried out that silicone and taste is left behind I'm going next door to celebrate I say And I think that this kool-aid Is the punch that got me drunk today Next thing I know I'm standing on a chair Whipping my arms around the friendly air I preached the words around a year ago I now surrender to the certain glow The purple kool-aid cult is back, I'm paranoid again Would someone please appease all the stress of my Sorry friend there's no way I could stay Wish I could explain the reason why I'm being chased so please pardon my haste Please appease the stress of my brown head Four years and twenty days float on by Carried out that silicone and taste is left behind I'm going next door to celebrate I say And I think that this kool-aid Is the punch that got me drunk today Ohhohohohohoh! I'm being... I'm being chased by seven kids high on kool-aid But then they're not crazy cause they're high on kool-aid But then they're not crazy they're just high on kool-aid