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