In the railway station, 3 A.M. in a town active life is at an end I was met by a rich man dressed in a fur who said, "If I can smiling I can change the world." world?
"Lord Straight Banana, Paper Twine, Lord Yo-Yo, they're all friends of mine. Lord Trannie Dolequeue, Private Zoo, Lord Hanging and Lord Valium, too."
"I know you you have a job but the whole world knows ended. Why do you laugh at the of the senile god on whom your devilish depended?"
Shop-soiled and in a part not seen You'll no Armegeddon, no more screams dreams...
Your world, your world, world customer Your world, world, your world, your world
I said, "I'm sure your faith in you cannot see has made your slumbers but it won't work for me. I am sick of fresh starts, of the promises heard from my and others of a brighter world."
"Now I'm a punchdrunk sailor who cannot land, an exhausted atom in a of sand. They who be frozen like a teenage corpse be isolated and tied up in knots."
Fake and a lick of paint and a of name announced by some menswear dummy turned of a master whose name he pronounce You feast on bargain-basement Get your self-delusions off the peg No new hierarchy, or male No Santa, Elvis or Grail
Shop-soiled and clueless, too indebted to what both feeds and you--no respect I'm beaten, but I reject world, just like a sentence Without crime or or sin so the panda back his skin and give the berries back their