What comes first, fear or stupidity?
Life is stranger than we can think
And you don't have to sleep to have nightmares
All hope and souls are burning in the ovens of the dead zone
Minds like whirlwinds fuck the flux
And we are somewhere in that cunt between the angel and the beast
There is no swing ' no subtext, no Tao to talk of
What happens when the worm no longer wriggles, the Labradors do not retrieve, and the rat-wheel breaks and the mob becomes mobile?
And now the canary bird has stopped singing
And I don't want to make a fuss
But who's driving the bloody bus?