Paul Helderle
Song

Mushroom Mondays - A1

[“Mushroom Mondays” is a playful, psychedelic celebration of using the mind as an escape from the limits of everyday life. It explores the joyful, surreal feeling of getting high on mushrooms, cannabis, or LSD—not focusing on addiction or consequences, but on imagination, wonder, connection, and the sensation of traveling anywhere without money, planes, or passports. The brain becomes a reusable launch pad, turning poverty into the cheapest vacation imaginable: lost in space, with imagination as the destination.]

Verse 1

Mushroom Mondays
Get Fried Fridays
Acid cascades
Pot’s cerebral haze

Oh, magic mushrooms
My magic carpet ride of the mind
Can’t afford an airplane ticket
Gas costs too much for a road trip tonight

So how do I travel?
Where do I go?
I close my eyes
And let the whole world glow

Pre-Chorus

No seat reservations
No early arrival
No Uber costs
No forced conversation

Chorus

Mushroom Mondays
Get Fried Fridays
Mary Jane cloud-hopping
Acid cascades

This is how grounded space travelers fly
Blue Origin in my eyes
SpaceX between my ears
Reusable cerebral launch pad
fiery rocket launch, building intensity
And I’m outta here
Boom!!!!!

No money for a hotel
No money for a plane
But I’ve got galaxies
Running through my brain

Lost in space
My favorite vacation
Cerebral celestial travels
No Reservations Required
No Hassles
Hassle Free!!!

Verse 2

All destinations possible
All conversations too
I’m only imprisoned
By the maze I’m thinking through

I can swim with the dolphins
Where the water runs clear
Run with the wolves
And never feel cold here

I can visit old lives
I can visit the dead
Walk through forgotten rooms
Inside my own head

The trees start breathing
The colors start singing
A joke becomes a universe
And everything’s ringing

For a little while
The ordinary gets strange
And the world I thought I knew
Rearranges its frame

Pre-Chorus

No check box
No to-do lists
No “what are you gonna do?”
No expectations
No disappointments
Just somewhere else
To wander through

Chorus

Mushroom Mondays
Get Fried Fridays
Mary Jane cloud-hopping
Acid cascades

This is how poverty flies
Blue Origin in my eyes
SpaceX between my ears
Reusable cerebral launch pad
And I’m outta here
Boom!!!!

No money for a hotel
No money for a plane
I’ve got a galaxy
Running through my brain

Lost in space
My favorite vacation
Cerebral celestial travels
Without the reservation
No Hassles
HASSLE FREE!!!!

Bridge

My eyes may fail
My legs may fail
My money may drain
But somewhere behind my eyes
There’s another train

This train never fails
This plane never lands
This car never needs gas
And this love—
This love understands

I am Sinbad
I am Lawrence of Arabia
I am Columbus on an ocean
That nobody can map

I’ve got X-ray eyes
Racer X speed
Supersonic Einstein thoughts
And nowhere I need to be

I solve the jigsaw
I see the connection
A million little stars
Inside one perception

Breakdown

Reality keeps me in check
I love being unchecked
No box to tick
No task to do
No boss
No clock
No “what’s next?”

Just me
Floating
In a rowboat
On a sea of happiness

Verse 3

I’m the travel agency
For the poor
Affordable consumerism
A cerebral discount store

Low pollution
No jet fuel
No hotel bill
No rental car

Just close your eyes
And there you are

I can float over forests
I can disappear into the rain
I can hear the ocean
Inside a passing train

And for a little while
The walls come down
The gravity gets lighter
And I leave this town

Not forever
Just long enough
To remember
There’s more than one way
To look at what we’re living through

Final Chorus

Mushroom Mondays
Get Fried Fridays
Mary Jane cloud-hopping
Acid cascades

This is how poverty flies
A universe behind my eyes
Reusable cerebral launch pad
Destination: Anywhere

No seat reservations
No baggage claim
No passport control
No boarding gate

Just imagination
And a brain wide awake

Lost in space
My favorite vacation
Cerebral celestial travels
For a short escape from reality’s bite

Mushroom Mondays
Get Fried Fridays
Starburst highs
And sideway skies

When I close my eyes
The world gets wide
I’m not going nowhere—
I’m going everywhere
Frequent flyer fast

Outro

Mushroom Mondays…
Get Fried Fridays…

Cerebral celestial travels…

Lost in space…
My favorite vacation…

Mushroom Mondays…

End