Boomtime coming Man the monkey In the craddle In the graveyard Sky is soaring Lungs are burning Rollercoaster Rolls forever A hightime rolling Like
The cushioned throbbing of a velvet moon And the pregnant aching of an empty womb The endless echoes of the noise we made And the repercussions of each
No shiny gold No jewelled eye Fighting the man I pressed the controls And rockets blazed through the sky Fighting the man Whose pretty feet Are clad
Beneath the electrically powered sun Well I've been rolling down the assembly line And I've been stuck in flesh for far too long And flowing free's been
Woke up With a hard-on Head full of distortion Condition returning Verdict never learning Is it late in the evening? Or early in the morning? Disorientation
cried "I'm human inside I'm human inside - Can't anyone hear me?" And that's one year less I guess I'm booming out of the other side Now that I'm frozen
In the cold glare of a coke machine And in the pulse of the droning stars In the slow swelling of the sea Well what can you hear? But who's that tapping
Avoiding murder and its pitfalls Into the space age on a comedown Been evolving into some other creature Inside the birdcage - not got much flying done
Disposable - A users guide Easy pre packed suicide Read the sign above the noose Please dispose of after using Throw me away All you young and pretty
I can't control my anger It burns me up inside I won't ask your opinion You can't make up your mind You say you want some answers I say you want
