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Release 15
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THE MODERN POET

2C-B, LSD

By HH

2C-B, LSD
Basel, Switzerland! 1943! A curious chemist makes a discovery! Please remain seated... Too late. --- Just say no, just say no, That's what they told us long ago. Close your eyes and count to three, Tell me what you're scared to see. Just say no, just say no, Round and round the colors go. One for you and two for me, Three for what we cannot see. 2C-B, LSD, Expand your mind, come follow me. 2C-B, LSD, What you see ain't what you see. --- One little rabbit went down a hole, Two little eyes saw a thousand souls. Three little clocks forgot the time, Four little walls began to rhyme. Five little fingers, six little toes, Seven little secrets nobody knows. Eight little mirrors, nine little lies, Ten little versions of you inside. Round goes the room, round goes the moon, Everything's late, everything's soon. Eleven, twelve, thirteen... Where have you been? Albert Hofmann! Bicycle ride! April nineteenth, nineteen forty-three! The wheels go round, the colors slide! Oh my, what could it be? Keep pedaling. --- Mushroom moon and a porcelain throne, Look in the mirror, you're not alone. Stomach turns and the walls all bend, Meet yourself at the bitter end. Sick little smile on a sick little face, Lost for a moment in a familiar place. Look in the glass, what do you see? Something looking back at me. Is it the truth? Is it a lie? Is it the ceiling? Is it the sky? Not every journey is a pleasant one! Can we go again? Absolutely. Welcome to the laboratory! Alexander Shulgin! Chemistry! Tiny little molecules! Two-C-B! A little change in structure... Changes everything you see. --- Just say no, just say no, That's what they told us long ago. Close your eyes and count to three, Tell me what you're scared to see. Just say no, just say no, Round and round the colors go. One for you and two for me, Three for what we cannot see. 2C-B, LSD, Expand your mind, come follow me. 2C-B, LSD, What you see ain't what you see. --- Albert made a little key, Alexander turned it three. One unlocked a painted door, One found colors on the floor. Little molecules, little minds, Little clocks that cannot find Where the seconds go to sleep, When the water gets too deep. Good little trip, bad little dream, Nothing's ever what it seems. Laugh with the devil, cry with the sun, Sometimes you lose when you think you've won. Remember, boys and girls! Just say no! Just say no! No to what? --- Albert Hofmann! Bicycle ride! 2C-B! Electric slide! Albert Hofmann! Bicycle ride! Alexander Shulgin! Electric slide! Alexander! Shulgin! Shulgin! Alexander! Shulgin! Shulgin! Albert Hofmann! 2C-B! Alexander! LSD! Bicycle ride! Electric slide! Bicycle ride! Electric slide! Shulgin! Shulgin! Alexander! 2C-B! LSD! 2C-B! LSD! Expand your mind. Albert Hofmann! Bicycle ride! 2C-B! Electric slide! Albert Hofmann! Bicycle ride! 2C-B! Electric slide! Alexander! Shulgin! Shulgin! But how would you know? --- One to remember, two to forget, Three for the things we haven't seen yet. Four for the pleasure, five for the pain, Six little raindrops falling again. Seven for heaven, eight for the floor, Nine for the knocking, ten for the door. Who's at the door? I am. --- Just say no, just say no, That's what they told us long ago. Close your eyes and count to three, Tell me what you're scared to see. Just say no, just say no, Round and round the colors go. One for you and two for me, Three for what we cannot see. 2C-B, LSD, Expand your mind, come follow me. 2C-B, LSD, What you see ain't what you see. Two-C-B... L-S-D... Expand your mind... --- Attention, boys and girls! We don't recommend these substances, Especially to the weak-minded, The faint-hearted, Or those who've already accepted reality! Your mind is your responsibility.

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