in a flickering lobby i fume next to the vending machine. kick it and shake it it won't let go of the litigations i paid for with my christmas bill. we walked downtown in the rain and she stumbled around us thought i might keep them at bay but they sold their scum really early i have been wronged. you've got to hear yourself got to let your legs just run, run, run, run, run, run, run you feel their kingdom come you see thy will be done, done, done, done, done done, done, done, done, done, done, done, done. slithering slow through the gra** infrared goggles on my head wringing the blood from your hair you left your teeth on the bureau oh what has, what has what has gone wrong? nothing has changed president's day has come and gone, gone, gone, gone, gone. pick up a rifle and pick off the sores one by one, one, one, one, one, one the neighbors are acting suspicious their curtains are down, down, down, down, down, down. smuggle the sweetest in secrets all under now tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me