This is a song about "Enlightenment"

Sitting down for the rest of the day, i need a geniuine ray of enlightenment,

No other way to describe the punks who got no aspirations other than getting drunk

You need some enlightenment

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

Enlightenment and excitement is what my lyric includes,

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

And these sweet trees bring the kid enlightenment.

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

But i'm feeling conscious in the process of enlightenment,