A Matter of Taste

Villagers

Open your eyes
To a sharp and sober stream of curiosity
And luminosity

They anaesthetised you
It was touch and go for a little while but you're free now
'Cause you can see now...

That it's a matter of taste
That salty, sour, bitter, sweet, umami
It's a matter of taste
So get out of your own way
Get out of your own way today

We're floating in space
On a mesomeric, atmospheric entity
Feel the gravity

And this is the place
It could be Heaven, Hell or somewhere in between them
Just don't demean them

'Cause it's a matter of taste
That salty, sour, bitter, sweet, umami
It's a matter of taste
So get out of your own way
Get out of your own way today

Now looking back, do you recall
Just when exactly did the mask become the face?
They hypnotized you and compromised you
But you're out of the race now
'Cause it's a matter of taste

It's a matter of taste
So get out of your own way
Get out of your own way today
Get out of your own way