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King Gizzard - Flight b741 Album Lyrics



King Gizzard - Flight b741 Lyrics
(Featuring The Lizard Wizard)






Mirage City

[ Featuring the Lizard Wizard ]

There's a place I wanna go
'Cause my ma and pa, they fight at home
And though my feet may never grace the sand
It helps to give me hope
Where the waters froze super-liminally
And where tachyons fly heavenly
Where Chang'e plays her silver strings
They call it MC

What would it mean to be a beam
Travelling like lightning
Across cosmic ravine into the city I have seen
In the neither of my eye, the skyline
At once there, out of line
To see that picture in my mind
And focus on the lens of time

Waves crashing down like a lion pride roar
Beyond the break, a heavenly haze that shimmers in the open water
A fortune teller never predicted this in a crystal ball
Is that a city driftin' from afar or a reflection mirage?

In the mirror ripples, I get lost
Wonderin' 'bout my ma and pa in the little town where I'm from
If only I could swim or sail across
To the mirage city where my prayers are answered by the lord

I can't wait to leave this nightmare behind
I see it so clearly now, you're springtime and I'm ice
So I leave you with a message that I wrote (it says)
Your shadow ain't burned into my soul anymore

So I follow the crow (bird on the road)
And the prey of eagles (chained to my throat)
I ain't sufferin' no more
But it's just a mirage in the wind disappearin'

Yeah, so I build my own chimera and face up to it's hate
I'm sick of being a scared little cunt that sleeps through all my dreams
I'm done with this city and the hurt that it's caused
Reflection on the back of my shirt
I'm done treading water in the sea of doubt
I ain't a backpacker caught in a rip, yeah

I'll die if I stay here, reborn if I leave
It's time for me to say goodbye to mirage city (woo, yeah)
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Writer: Joseph Walker, Nicholas Craig, Lucas Harwood, Stuart Mackenzie, Michael Cavanagh, Ambrose Kenny Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Antarctica

[ Featuring the Lizard Wizard ]

Take me away (take me away)
I wanna feel them frost flakes on my face again
Take me away (take me away)
Where the temperatures stay below twenty-five seventy-eight

I felt so at home down here
Had to step out of the heat
Antarctica, that's the place
Synthetic breeze on my face
I'm a polar bear in denial
I can't help but hate the heat
I can't help but hate the heat

It's gonna be a miss, I can tell
We've got snowball's chance in hell
I know this ain't gonna go well
Snowball's chance in hell
It's gonna be a miss, I can tell
We've got snowball's chance in hell
I know this ain't gonna go well
A snowball's chance in hell

I made a deal with the devil in the fuselage
Crashed into heaven in the dead of winter
Walked the thin ice and got snowed under
Caught my death and got iced over
I got cold feet and a cold shoulder
Ice in my veins and frost in my heart
The cold hard truth is, I'm the polar opposite
Carved a hole in heaven like an icebreaker

Fahrenheit or Celsius
Yeah, tell me what your policy is
Are we talking the same language?
It won't matter in utopia (utopia)
Antarctica is the place for the cold embrace

(Take me away, take me away)
Antarctica, that's the place for me
(Take me away, take me away)
It's the place where the frost flakes spell out my name
(Take me away, take me away)
There's a polar bear calling out my name
(Take me away, take me away)
He's telling me that a sunny day ain't got shit on this place

(Take me away, take me away, take me away)
(Take me away, take me away, take me away)
(Take me away, take me away, take me away)
(Take me away, take me away)

When you've got it made (when you've got it made)
When you've got it made (when you've got it made)
It's just the tip of the iceberg (just the tip of the iceberg)
It's just the tip of the iceberg, so put it on ice
(You've gotta put it on, you've gotta put it on, you've gotta put it on)
You've gotta put it on ice
(You've gotta put it on, you've gotta put it on, you've gotta put it on)
You've gotta put it on ice in a discontented winter
Let that cool air blow away your every care
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Writer: Joseph Walker, Nicholas Craig, Lucas Harwood, Stuart Mackenzie, Michael Cavanagh, Ambrose Kenny Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Raw Feel

[ Featuring the Lizard Wizard ]

How does it feel
To you when you're circling the drain?
Is it for real?
Can you ever know you're feeling pain?

Because experience is different for everyone
One thing for me might be three for some
And you can never know this, but you think you do
The same shit for me ain't the same shit for you

What does the sunlight feel like on your skin?
Does it smell like the sound of a pill kicking in?
Or the taste of a song that makes you wanna scream?
Raw feels for you, feel raw to me

Do your insides churn when you take a wrong turn?
Do you feel the hurt when you're bogged down in the dirt?
Do you keep on trucking when the lessons learnt?
And if you're feeling nothing
Well, that's a concern

What I see is poles apart from your sunken eyes
Your blue wall is green to me, why are you surprised?
And I've always pondered, feeling needle on my skin
Is it pure bliss or complete chagrin?

Raw feel, raw feel
Raw feel, raw feel
Raw feel, raw feel
Raw feel, what's your Achilles heel?

I'm breaking through
This is a sensory moment I'm all about sharing with you
I'm seeing things through the flesh
This feeling's raw and it feels the best
Peel my skin back, what do you see?
You and me with a raw sensibility

We'll dig to hell and back so you can see the devil's lair
We'll fly to heaven and home just to feel wind in your hair
We'll climb the highest peak to smell an air of different kind
We'll shoot an arrow through the sun to hear exploding skies
Into forgotten caves to taste an ancient wine
And dream myself into the forest of your mind

Can we ever know?
Does it matter if we don't?
Be at peace, be internal
The gentle flow is tranquil

Raw feel for you
Raw feel for me
Raw feel for everyone

Raw feel for you
Raw feel for me
Raw feel for everyone

Raw feel for you (for you)
Raw feel for me (for me)
Raw feel for everyone (everyone, everyone, everyone)
Raw feel for you (for you)
Raw feel for me (for me)
Raw feel for everyone
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Writer: Joseph Walker, Nicholas Craig, Lucas Harwood, Stuart Mackenzie, Michael Cavanagh, Ambrose Kenny Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Field of Vision

[ Featuring the Lizard Wizard ]

For a fly, they began to follow now
Now an inside, pop from but a brow
These shots are lined up
Gotta love that drinking sound
Chances cracking the whip to head down

Am I enough? Throw a ring to god
And the ring and the dating fees fit for a king
All the blood, the sweat and the tears
That we plan to everything
Get out the air, we're still here

In this field of vision (field of vision)
We see it cyclopean (cyclopean)
In this field of vision (field of vision)
We don't need no religion

Still runnin', find after so many years
Of joy and something's gotta give, woo
Conceal conditions got me scrutinizing
And I'm feeling like a horse on ket
Yeah, never thunder off the course
Run from the pack of rules
They drive it off the list and overtake the wind
Livin' in a field of vision

Big ride, leather, I wear the one track mind
One race, one course, fly upon a metal horse
Boost from the source
Get rules, get loose, attitude, blindfold me
I can see the music, woo

Look at me (field of vision)
You and your orchid of eyes (cyclopean)
Your sight can't see (field of vision)
I'm thinking that it's of a style, yeah

I love to go
Making stage clothes
But strong and hard, I climb

I'm in a city
I'm in a city, really
I'm in a city
I'm in a city, really
I'm in a city
I'm in a city, really
I'm in a city
City, really
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Writer: Joseph Walker, Nicholas Craig, Lucas Harwood, Stuart Mackenzie, Michael Cavanagh, Ambrose Kenny Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Hog Calling Contest

[ Featuring the Lizard Wizard ]

B741

(Yeah) well, I'm sweating
And I'm putting lipstick on
Happy in mud
I'm going the whole hog

When pigs fly, I'll be on the flight
B741

Take my gift, it's made of mud
A masterpiece, a work of art (a masterpiece of art)
Take back your coin for I have no use
I'm happy in my own refuse (I'm happy in mud)
But I'm in a puddle (I'm in a pud)
I'm casting pearls before me (I'm casting pearls)
I'm on your back (I made a silk)
I made a silk purse from my ears (from my ears)

When pigs fly, I'll be on the flight
B741

Here piggy, piggy, piggy

Callin' out my battlecry
Tryin' to find my partner in crime
Tryin' to woo the sow in the heat
Woo, pig, sooie
I wanna wine and dine you
I want a pearl swine
Here to turn down this bacon to make you mine

Help, hell freezes over
When the fat lady sings 'til she's blue in the face
What if the rabbit eats the king cobra?
Does that mean the turtles win the race?

When pigs fly (when pigs fly)
I'll be on the flight (b741)
We've come a long way from the sty and the farm, son
I'll be flying high, first class with my piggy chums

When pigs fly, I'll be on the flight
B741

I've got sweat beading down my spine
That's the feeling of a swine taking off
This flight's gonna crash
And then my hooves start to thrash
And then my teeth start to gnash
Until we hit the ground
There ain't no mud in the sky
And I'm cruising on high altitude on this flight
B741
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Writer: Ambrose Kenny-Smith, Cook Craig, Joseph Walker, Lucas Harwood, Michael Cavanagh, Stuart Mackenzie
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Le Risque

[ Featuring the Lizard Wizard ]

Feel it, know it
Trust in the lie you've been sold
Oh, yeah, no risk
Tell yourself whatever you need to hear
To fall just right
Like a dagger from a height
'Cause death to me
Is a life lived safely

Give me something to thin the blood
There's nothin' quite like diggin' graves for fun
It gets my body ringing like a bell
'Cause I'm the f*ckin' recoil of a gun in hell

Alright
No heart (no heart)
No tick (no tick)
I'm weak as piss, no risk
No fire (no fire)
No flame (no flame)
I'm always feelin' the same
The risk (the risk)
It sits (it sits)
At the tip of my tiny prick
No style (no style)
No ease (no ease)
I'm a pathetic forgotten steaze

Alright
The risk
Let's ride
The risk
Well, alright
The risk
It's time
The risk
Okay, let's ride

Hello, Evel Knievel
Running through the red light
Philippe Petit, yeah
Walk the tightwire
Take the risk, take the risk
You only live once

Where softer souls do sleep
In the hush of morning's glow
I rest not, I cannot
I just go

The risk, my muse
For its focus I depend
Nosedive into the ocean
Do dangerous shit and transcend
This world (this world)
It spins too slow
Its tempo paints my world in grey
My heart cannot beat fast enough
The risk is technicolour paint

One life (one life)
One chance (one chance)
Clench the moment in your hand
Adrenaline, my dearest friend
It's you and me until the end
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Writer: Ambrose Kenny-Smith, Cook Craig, Joseph Walker, Michael Cavanagh, Stuart Mackenzie
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Flight b741

[ Featuring the Lizard Wizard ]

Have you traveled far?
Pilgrim or a wayfarer?
Hit yet the greatest expanse
I long for that feel of romance

(Have you traveled far?) Is this the place I want to be?
I've got to make this pilgrimage (far, far away)
(Far, far, far) throwing off these chains
I see across the sky where I need to be (up in the sky)

Well, picture me far away
It's hard enough to say that you'd given it all up and fly away
There's a hundred million steps between
Here and where I wanna be
Until I take the journey, there's no other place I think I'd rather be

Well, I've never traveled lonesome as the feeling goes
This plane is going down with me on

The splatter of the engine and the creaking of the skeleton
Composing a requiem, I'm frightened
If only we were at sea level, sailing a waterborne vessel
Memory, my only anchor, I love you

In another life, I would have thought about it twice
I would have taken your advice, I would have said I'm sorry
If by some unlikely chance, my plane miraculously lands
I'll live every moment I can in gratitude

Darlin', I, I'll do it for you
And do it again until the plane can't move
I'll go back to school and learn to fly
No plane can stop me from falling to you
Baby, I'll be seeing you from above the storm
Through a cyclone's eye, your wings are mine
They keep me gliding across auroras until I'm home

Have you traveled far?
Far, far away (far, far, far)
Throwing off these chains
I see across the sky where I need to be (up in the sky)

What if we fall out of the sky?
Is there even air to hold us?
How are we floating here?
This makes no sense, I wanna go home
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Writer: Joseph Walker, Nicholas Craig, Lucas Harwood, Stuart Mackenzie, Michael Cavanagh, Ambrose Kenny Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Sad Pilot

[ Featuring the Lizard Wizard ]

I've been to the doctor somewhat recently (because)
I haven't felt safe in my skin (uh-uh)
There's an army of torment policing my pain
And it's got me disintegrating
How will it manifest? (Manifest)
And from what materials will it be made? (I don't know, I don't know)
How long can one spend dying (dying, before)
Before they completely disappear?

Gotta leave my problems at the jet bridge
Can't be carrying heavy luggage
Gotta leave my problems at the jet bridge
Can't be carrying heavy luggage
Relationships falling to pieces
(No matter how much I keep on screaming)
Treat 'em how you like to be treated
Leave your problems at the door

The turmoil's boilin' up, steaming hot
Wish I never let it get to this point of no return
Seems as though I've hit a roadblock
My wheels ain't pulling up, they keep dragging down
I've got a lot of fuel to burn

I've been drinkin' (drinkin', drinkin') on the job
Not much thinkin' going on about the passengers I got on board
Satan's winkin' (winkin', winkin') and giving me the nod
My eyelids are twitching from my beer goggles as I'm tryin' to clear the fog

I gotta leave my problems at the jet bridge
Can't be be carrying heavy luggage
I gotta leave my problems at the jet bridge
Or you'll be sufferin' some heavy losses
Psychologists, no, they ain't listenin'
No matter how much I keep on screamin'
Treat me like you treat the other ones
If I'm to leave my problems at the door

I'll just keep on winging it (wing it)
There's always blue skies ahead (blue skies)
But I'll just keep on winging it (wing it)
Gotta keep it all up in the air
Keep my chin up (chin up) fly high (fly high)
Zenith (zenith) ascent (ascent)
I'll just keep on winging it (wing it)
Gotta keep it all up in the air
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Writer: Joseph Walker, Nicholas Craig, Stuart Mackenzie, Michael Cavanagh, Ambrose Kenny Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Rats In The Sky

[ Featuring the Lizard Wizard ]

I'd rather be amongst the clouds
Elevated, elevated in the sky
Don't care too much, yeah, for the ground
Elevated, rats in the sky

Liquid gurgling coos
My neck is bobbling like a bobble head
From a high rise city view apartment
Rainbow oil pile greasy sheen
Never been wild, never been that tame
Internal compass paves the way

I'd rather be amongst the clouds
Elevated, elevated in the sky
Don't care too much, yeah, for the ground
Elevated, rats in the sky

I'm so goddamn filthy (filthy)
Am I a pet or is this man trying to kill me? (Kill me)
Take my little hood off and set me free
So I can join the other feathered rats at the bar
There's the garbage man with a scar on his heart
Primordial reasons got me thinking that we're not so far apart

Not so far
Filth rats in the sky
Not so far apart
Sky borne rats don't lie
I'm making a detour by the pub
To eat a little lunch and take a load off
The garbage man knows we're a symbiotic duo
Look out for the cat named Bruno

Crusts are my banquet
And puddles are my wine
I revel in the present
Each moment, a lifetime

I need only flap my wings
And I'm where I wanna be
This cruel city that I love
My crumb kingdom
Doesn't planet earth look good from this perch?
Rats in the sky
Eat, fly, survive (woo)

Well, their mind is miles from their bodies
Forgot the joy of simply being
They miss the magic of the mundane
The way raindrops race down windowpanes
Always hurrying, never arriving
Nothing truly dangerous, nothing surprising
Liberated by wings, unburdened by worry
Forgot the destination but enjoyed the journey (woo)

Scooby doo wop, doo wop
Scooby doo wop, doo wop
Scooby doo wop, doo wop
Scooby doo wop, doo wop

Jokes on you (scooby doo wop, doo wop)
You stupid men (scooby doo wop, doo wop)
I just went to the costume shop (scooby doo wop, doo wop)
And bought myself some wings, I'm a-
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Writer: Joseph Walker, Nicholas Craig, Lucas Harwood, Stuart Mackenzie, Michael Cavanagh, Ambrose Kenny Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Daily Blues

[ Featuring the Lizard Wizard ]

Everybody's gettin' ready to fight
'Cause everybody thinks that they are right
Faith only binds ideology
That ain't peace and that ain't free

Daily (daily, daily, daily)
Daily (daily, daily, daily)
Daily (daily, daily, daily)
Blues, daily, daily, daily, daily blues

A gaping chasm between access
I could land a plane inside of the gap
Is it fair to be born into belief?
That ain't peace and that ain't free

Daily (daily, daily, daily)
Daily (daily, daily, daily)
Daily (daily, daily, daily)
Blues, daily, daily, daily, daily blues

Do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do do
Do, do, do, do do, yeah

(Fly) flying through clouds of hate (hate)
Fly through clouds of love (love)
We ain't that different
Lay down your weapons

What you gotta do is (what you gotta do is)
Find that person you hated (find that person you hated and)
Grab 'em by the hand, look 'em in the eye and say
I love you

'Cause they're gettin' f*cked up daily (gettin' f*cked up daily)
They're gettin' f*cked up daily (gettin' f*cked up daily)
They're gettin' f*cked up daily (gettin' f*cked up daily)
They're gettin' f*cked up daily (getting f*cked, yeah)

(Fly), do, do, do, do, do, do (hate)
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do do do (love)
Do, do, do, do, do, do do do do do do do, do do do do

You wreak hubris (your hubris)
You're like a yo-yo mood swinging, tumorous cancer
And I can't get rid of ya
Yeah, you think you're so cool, calm and collected
Yeah, but you're just a fool
Infatuated with himself and nobody can tell you otherwise
You're so crass and volatile, like stomach bile

Lukewarm, paper thin
So lukewarm, paper thin
So lukewarm, paper thin
Such an overbearing burden

Daily (I'm blue daily and nightly)
Daily (I'm blue daily and nightly)

What you oughta do is, find that person you hate and
Grab 'em by the hand, look 'em in the eye and say (daily blues)
I love you

All the bigots, go get f*cked
Give us back our free love
Faith only binds you to ideology
That ain't peace and that ain't free, daily

You're right daily 'cause you're feeling yourself
But I know you're a phony, reaching high on the shelf, a John Doe
And I'm blue daily, kneelin' hither and yon to my foes
You're no you-er than I ever was, with my woes

I'm blue daily
I'm blue daily (daily)
I'm blue daily and also nightly (also nightly)
I'm blue daily
I'm blue daily (I'm blue daily)
I'm blue daily and quite rightly (and quite rightly)

B741, B741
B741, B741

Thanks for flying
We've been your pilots, Lukey, Joe, Cookie, Amby, Lavs, Stuey
We couldn't tell ya what the local time is, but the weather's fine out
Get on your horse and ride out
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Writer: Joseph Walker, Nicholas Craig, Lucas Harwood, Stuart Mackenzie, Michael Cavanagh, Ambrose Kenny Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




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Flight b741 is the 26th studio album by Australian psychedelic rock band King Gizzard & the Lizard Wizard, released on 9 August 2024. The album was announced on 1 July and was made available for pre-order eight days later.

This album marks a return to the band's blues rock and boogie roots. Flight b741 is the first King Gizzard & the Lizard Wizard record to be released on their new label, P(doom) Records.

The album was based on jam sessions and sees the band incorporating a blues rock style reminiscent of their sound on 2019's Fishing for Fishies. Lead vocalist Stu Mackenzie said about the record: "We're having a lot of fun, but we're often singing about some pretty heavy shit," Mackenzie adds, "and probably hitting on some deeper, more universal themes than usual. It's not a sci-fi record, it's about life and stuff. But the record is like a really fun weekend with your mates, you know? Like, proper fun."
-Wikipedia
Performed By: King Gizzard
Featuring: The Lizard Wizard
Genre(s): Blues rock
Producer(s): Stu Mackenzie
Length: 43:06
Released: August 9th, 2024
Year: 2024

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