Butterfly 3000, by King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard (2024)

1.

Did you know he’s yours? He’s the wheel you steer. Tomorrow - Still yours.You can lean on him forever.Your man in the sky.Your bird's lullaby.Your dream in a dream.Your blue butterfly.Your winged Frankenstein materialised as a figment of dream personified.Did you know he’s yours? Your security.Tomorrow - Still yours.You can count on him forever. He’s yours.Did you know he’s yours? He’s the wheel you steer. Tomorrow - Still yours.You can lean on him forever.Your third sleeping eye.Your friend in your mind.Can make a vision so real and refined.Like lifetime knowledge travelling ether from a godly cloud to the believer.Did you know he’s yours? When you fall asleep Tomorrow - Still yours He’s a gentle breeze Forever - he’s yoursDid you know he’s yours?

2.

Bye bye Shanghai.I’ve become a butterfly. Born-again overnight.Bye bye Shanghai.Bye bye my life. Born-again overnight. Bright lights up high.Dark thoughts in my mind. Born-again overnight. Bright lights up high.Grey smog all the time. Born-again overnight.Bye bye Shanghai.I’ve become a butterfly. Born-again overnight.Ok, let me my trace my steps.Pour a drink lets recap the sequence.One minute, you’re swigging on a green tea, next minute, floating on a pillow in a den. From there gets a little hazy, like a camera out of focus shaking.Slow motion in the club free-falling through my seat, hit the floor transforming. Undergoing complete metamorphous from a moth caterpillar to chrysalis.Spinning in a silken house like a spider spins a web.I’m a well known insect.Bye bye Shanghai.I’ve become a butterfly. Born-again overnight.Bye bye Shanghai.Bye bye my life. Born-again overnight. Bright lights up high.Dark thoughts in my mind. Born-again overnight. Bright lights up high.Grey smog all the time. Born-again overnight.Bye bye Shanghai.I’ve become a butterfly. Born-again overnight.Flying through the Yu garden to the Peoples square.That’s where you find your happinessWith a little too much Szechuan in the pot sending sensational content. Neck stuck from looking up at the high rise buildings trying to caress. Enlightenment through an out of boy experienceYou’re thriving in this environment.Come find me on almost every continentColdblooded but I cant stand the antarctic.Guess I’ve been born again overnight.Bye bye ShanghaiI’ve become a butterfly Born-again overnight... Bye bye ShanghaiI’ve become a butterfly Born-again overnight...

3.

I only wanna wake up in my dream I only feel awake in the nightI only wanna wake up in my dream I only feel tired in the dayI only wanna wake up in my dream I only wanna run awayI only wanna wake up in my dream I only wanna run and hideI only wanna wake up in my dream I only like it when i cant seeI only wanna wake up in my dream I only need the castle in the airI only wanna wake up in my dream I only wanna keep my eyes glazed I only wanna wake up in my dream i only feel alive in a dazeI only wanna wake up in my dream I only wanna wake up in my dream I only wanna wake up in my dreamI only wanna wake up in my dream I only feel awake in the nightI only wanna wake up in my dream I only feel tired in the dayI only wanna wake up in my dream I only wanna run awayI only wanna wake up in my dream I only wanna run and hideI only wanna wake up in my dream I only like it when i cant seeI only wanna wake up in my dream I only need the castle in the airI only wanna wake up in my dream I only wanna keep my eyes glazed I only wanna wake up in my dream i only feel alive in a dazeI only wanna wake up in my dream I only wanna wake up in my dream I only wanna wake up in my dream

4.

Falling upwards through clouds of glue. Anamnesis crashing through.Blurry photos all I’ve gained from my last domain.Dream grips me and pulls me into global unparalleled new. Metamorphic is my name.Surrender this brain.Blue morpho... Blue morpho... Blue morpho...Falling upwards through clouds of glue. Moonless night beckons me through. Morpheus whispers my name. Massages my brain.Falling upwards through clouds of glue. Split dry sky beckons me through.A hand outstretched calls my name. Time to wake again.Blue morpho... Blue morpho... Blue morpho... Time to wake again, blue morpho.

5.

Just on the down low, I’m feeling pretty low. Some days I feel fine.Others... I don’t know.I got a sensory road block.I’m in a binary mind lock.So I’m dancing in lockstep to music that I can’t hearFailing farmer; toxic cropTwo white hearts to shake sh*t upPay someone to taste, to smell and punch through the dry wall inside my skullInterior peopleA lens flare in my subconscious The gap of death, I no longer fear the Interior PeopleI keep thinking someone Is standing beside me When I turn to grab ‘em they jump back inside me they tell me to do things and so does the radioand learn from the satellite that orbits my shadowInstigate the paradigmPlay the game and drink the wineCommunicate with the afterglow that radiates between the wall.Failing farmer; toxic cropTwo white hearts to shake sh*t upPay someone to taste, to smell and punch through the dry wall inside my skullInterior PeopleA Lens flare in my subconscious The gap of death, I no longer fear the Interior People

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For one night I’m the hero.Suit up, tie.Open the door doors to the oval office. In this story I’m president.I’ve got happiness inside my pocket.It cost me 25 dollars.Maybe we could go halvies?So just gimme just a couple hours starting fires with soggy timber. Then, I’ll have the magic powers.Everybody here is catching smoke, looking for the ephemeral, swallowing the sun in a moonlit room, standing at the foot of a rainbow.Everybody here is catching smoke, looking for the ephemeral, riding on a yellow bellied brown snake, sipping on hedonism.Give me 5 - it’s all I need to inscribe my epitaph while I float O.B.E. Am I dead or just paranoid?I’ve got happiness inside my pocket.It cost me 25 dollars.Maybe we could go halvies?So just gimme just a couple hours starting fires with soggy timber. Then, I’ll have the magic powers.Everybody here is catching smoke, looking for the ephemeral, swallowing the sun in a moonlit room, standing at the foot of a rainbow.Everybody here is catching smoke, looking for the ephemeral, riding on a yellow bellied brown snake, sipping on hedonism.Catching smoke. Catching smoke. Catching smoke... Catching smoke. Catching smoke. Catching smoke...Hogtied to self-indulgence. Epicureanly living la dolce vita. Just pass the aux. cord.I’ve got happiness inside my pocket.It cost me 25 dollars.Maybe we could go halvies?So just gimme just a couple hours starting fires with soggy timber. Then, I’ll have the magic powers.Everybody here is catching smoke, looking for the ephemeral, swallowing the sun in a moonlit room, standing at the foot of a rainbow.Everybody here is catching smoke, looking for the ephemeral, riding on a yellow bellied brown snake, sipping on hedonism.Catching smoke. Catching smoke. Catching smoke... Catching smoke. Catching smoke. Catching smoke...Not enough hours in the night to keep me on this stinking horse. Everyone’s rolling up pineapples, writhing in the space between it all. Long-live my decisions.Catching smoke. Catching smoke. Catching smoke... Catching smoke. Catching smoke. Catching smoke...

7.

It’s coming up beach boys.It’s gonna be a lot of fun.The water’s getting deeper.It’s gonna drown everyone.It’s coming up beach boys.The weathers getting messed about. You better bring boards down.The waves are bigger than a house.2.02 killer year.No fear, proceed without blame.No shame.Playing games with lives unborn.No scorn.Not torn between just and f*cked up. We’ve stuffed up.Time to pick up.It’s coming up beach boys.It’s gonna be a lot of funThe water’s getting deeperIt’s gonna drown everyoneIt’s coming up beach boys.The weathers getting messed about You better bring boards downThe waves are bigger than a house2.02 killer year.The year that broke our broken wheel.Is it enough that we’re a speck of dust, speeding though a void of stuff? We teeter on an axe edge.Water signage; never read it.How pathetic.Coinciding.Mystifying.Sleep Declining.Too little, too late to contemplate.Gotta make moves: cannot wait. Need to recreate a clean slate.Plan B, C and D. How ever many needs it needs to be to keep us free in ecstasy.It's easier to swallow hiding in your burrow.No need to wallow in your sorrows. It’s coming up beach boys. It’s gonna be a lot of fun The water’s getting deeper It’s gonna drown everyone

8.

Seething pot filled with hot liquid up to the top. Spinning ball with molten core of iron ore. Whats it for?Staring out in the dissonance. Black hot soup.Black hot soup in the distance. Black hot soup.Black hot soup engulfing me. Black hot soup.Infinity is in a dream inside a dream you can achieve reality. It gets better.It get’s better.Gets better.Gets crazy when you can be literally out of your skin floating above who you have been. It gets better.Gets better when you’re with me here in my own reality with ya.Better when you’re with me. Better when you’re with me. Better when you’re with me.Colossal fireball falling for an endless floor.Warming wall is moving blind to open shores and open minds.Staring out in the dissonance Black hot soupBlack hot soup in the distance Black hot soupBlack hot soup engulfing me Black hot soupInfinity is in a dream inside a dream you can achieve reality. It gets better.It get’s better.Gets better.Gets crazy when you can be literally out of your skin floating above who you have been. It gets better.Gets better when you’re with me here in my own reality with ya.Better when you’re with me. Better when you’re with me. Better when you’re with me.Staring out in the dissonance Black hot soupBlack hot soup in the distance Black hot soupBlack hot soup engulfing me Black hot soupBlack hot soup.Infinity is in a dream inside a dream you can achieve reality. It gets better.It get’s better.Gets better.Gets crazy when you can be literally out of your skin floating above who you have been. It gets better.Gets better when you’re with me here in my own reality with ya.Better when you’re with me. Better when you’re with me. Better when you’re with me.Black hot soup. Black hot soup... Black hot soup. Black hot soup...

9.

Ya love. Ya love. Ya love. Ya love...I can’t wait to be underneath ya spell. I can’t wait to spin the carousel.I can’t wait for ya to sweep us up.I just can’t wait to feel ya love.Ya love. Ya love. Ya love. Ya love...Ya love is just a state of mind in mine. Are we here?Don’t know.But I don’t mind.I can’t wait to go to some place with ya. I can't wait to go on adventures.I can’t wait for us to pick ya up.I just can’t wait to feel ya love.Ya love. Ya love. Ya love. Ya love...Ya love is like a dream inside a dream. Relax, close your eyes and be with me.I can’t wait to be underneath ya spell. I can’t wait to spin the carousel.I can’t wait for ya to sweep us up.I just can’t wait to feel ya love.

10.

Butterfly 3000... Butterfly 3000...Hope that I am worthy of ya love.Hope I am deserving of ya love.Hope you can brush off the powers that be.Hope I can empower femininity.Hope I can teach you how to be mostly happy.Hope you don’t let the world crush you, for it is beautiful out there and theres a lot to see. Hope I can teach you to see the splendour of the moment.Hope you can see the beauty within the grim worlds ugly mess.Butterfly 3000... Butterfly 3000...

released June 11, 2021

Recorded by King Gizz in the year 3021

All songs mixed by Stu Mackenzie except Interior People mixed by Joey Walker and Catching Smoke mixed by Joey Walker and Stu Mackenzie

Mastered by Joseph Carra

Artwork and layout by Jason Galea

Produced by Stu Mackenzie