Bright but hollow words they speak Eating all that's obsolete Amplified fragments of the past Impaled on the attempts Of retro architects Adding insult to injury When beggars choose to borrow The award for careless talk Repeat offenders Afraid to walk Tell me what is now Not what was forgotten A rut is a grave with the ends knocked out All that he started Hoped to reclaim And take up space Father was a time machine Mother kept our minds clean
Feeding us the obsolete Reach for the living shadow beneath you Brainlock hypecrash Appealing to an indigent scene Exalted by a safe routine Come and take me nowhere Satisfaction in distraction Technically crude crudely technical In easy to carry sections The tomorrow that never was Where do you start when it's always starting over Part of the unconscious ma** Tradition takes over We slap it together Take it through me