Three times dark, first in the mind Second on Java Street, the dead car there The hood blown out with a BB gun Manuela said she saw the brakes fail Manuela
Moon Sammy walks across the floor Below the floor, there is a wall Behind the wall, there is a chair Moon Sammy knows, the chair is there But that's
The five percent nation of corduroy The five percent nation of Marlboro The five percent nation of pay-per-view The five percent nation of nipple clamps
There is a bar they call The Bitter Sea And she sits and drinks a velvet crush--that's Kool Aid and gin--casing the clientele Like a relentless cameraman
You get the ankles and I'll get the wrists You get the ankles and I'll get the wrists You get the ankles and I'll get the wrists You come down to this
Uh, zoom zip and uh, wake up, uh, zoom zip Uh, zoom zip and uh, wake up, uh, zoom zip My eye like a noisegate, the number 8 frustrate And I roll to the
A man drives a plane Into the Chrysler building A man drives a plane Into the Chrysler building Saskatoon is in the room Poulsbo is in the room Bennetsville
Something I can't comprehend Something so complex and couched in its equation So dense that light cannot escape from In the dark your brain glows And
