Supercollider Lyrics - Welcome Interstate Managers - Fountains Of Wayne

Multi-colored microbus 

Plowing over rugged terrain 

We're jacking the radio 

Passing the afternoon train 

Around the roses she showed us 

Hyacinths and sage 

Gold plated garden tools 

Sunlamps and it's all the rage 

Stay low to the ground or they'll sniff you out 

You never know what you will find 

When you go 

Out of the blackness 

Into the great big sky 

Supercollider 

Shooting inside your mind 

Gather round the gas tower 

Don't it kinda look like a bong 

I heard it backwards 

Hidden in a Pink Floyd song 

Stella Radiata 

It's got to set your mind at ease 

Spinning on the tire swing 

Flying like Tarzan through the trees 

And back to the bus when the sun goes down 

Try to aim it back into town 

We're riding 

Out of the blackness 

Into the great big sky 

Supercollider 

Shooting inside your mind 

And coriander grows along the banks where we go walking along at night 

Creeping slowly over the ground 

We tiptoe round the garden 

Trying not to tramp it down 

Stay low to the ground or they'll sniff you out 

You never know what you will find 

When you go 

Out of the blackness 

Into the great big sky 

Supercollider 

Shooting inside your mind