by Deerhoof

Obsession you’re reading my mind, how sad
Obsession you’re reading my mind, how bad

Paranoia boogie oogie come to ooze
Paranoia boogie oogie come to ooze

Paranoia boogie oogie come to ooze
Paranoia boogie oogie come to ooze

Animal mind crossing the line, sigh
Animal mind crossing the line, sigh

Obsession you’re reading my mind, how sad
Paranoia boogie oogie come to ooze
Animal mind crossing the line, sigh
Animal mind crossing the line, sigh

(an excerpt) by John Keats (1795–1821)

What is more gentle than a wind in summer?
What is more soothing than the pretty hummer
That stays one moment in an open flower,
And buzzes cheerily from bower to bower?
What is more tranquil than a musk-rose blowing
In a green island, far from all men’s knowing?
More healthful than the leafiness of dales?
More secret than a nest of nightingales?
More serene than Cordelia’s countenance?
More full of visions than a high romance?
What, but thee Sleep? Soft closer of our eyes!
Low murmurer of tender lullabies!
Light hoverer around our happy pillows!
Wreather of poppy buds, and weeping willows!
Silent entangler of a beauty’s tresses!
Most happy listener! when the morning blesses
Thee for enlivening all the cheerful eyes
That glance so brightly at the new sun-rise.