In choosing to always wear A band-aid as an accessory I go on record to confirm That darn mushroom cloud's testimony A man at home in the world He just shouldn't be able to tell The crash of one from the other Himself or the everything else And how dated the old logos look Embedded here in my creature That goddamn command to continue Even if every punk is a poser And cla**ical music makes me thoughtful and blue Still how dated the old logos look