Three-dee Melodie Lyrics - Stereolab

Hideous on the edge of a precipice 

The cavity filled up with forgetfullness 

Beyond there's no retribution only war 

Her society overtly 

The meaning of existence 

Can't be supplied by religion or ideologies 

Left to all our creativity we must find 

The real significance that wouldn't be mystified 

The sense or non-sense that will emerge on a precipice 

Is only the impact of the creative activity