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Lyrics:

(Verse 1)
The morning paper's on the floor
The same old news, the same old war
And out the window, through the pane
I watch it start to rain again
But I know a place where the sun is breaking through
And it's all waiting here for me and you

(Chorus)
So, taste the mushroom, baby
See the world a different way
Oh, taste the mushroom, baby
A different mood for the day
Let all those heavy questions fade
Come and lie here in the shade
Of a different kind of day

(Verse 2)
Forget the clock upon the wall
Forget you ever had to crawl
Forget the words you meant to say
That got you through your yesterday
The colors bloom like a dying rose reborn
A universe inside a tiny thorn

(Chorus)
So, taste the mushroom, baby
See the world a different way
Oh, taste the mushroom, baby
A different mood for the day...

(Bridge)
And if we float down stream awhile
And learn to lose ourselves in style
We might just find upon the shore
We needed to be lost to be found once more

(Outro)
A different kind of day...
A different mood...
Taste the mushroom, baby...
Just taste it...

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Taste the Mushroom, Baby

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