Your etiquette Your rules on interaction What are you waiting for? Nobody's home we're all out trying to find one What are we waiting for? The recipe
Lights out for the cynical sharps For their wide-eyed foils and all attendant props Supporters of flash and pan-fried fucks Who grease like cops throwing
Son of a gun and knife and bomb Son of a bitch earned every stitch Son of a father's son yes I know I'm one Now it's time to pull the switch Touch with
The sun came up The sun came out The sun did us in The sun came out and tore us up It ripped the shit out of our behinds We drove home on towels off
Moves so slowly Grows so smoothly Takes so neatly It's as if they belong and they've been here all along Grows so smoothly Moves so slowly Takes completely
Can't ask for more so why unfulfilled We take apart everthing we build Had it right here but now it's gone On and on Break
Here's an all new version Teeming with distractions Trojan horse rolled backwards Mastered buy your own device Then splice in then cut to the sad sorry
Down at the station We question our rations Wut you seem satisfied with the little recieved Fractured appetite with bismuth pink on tap Ascetic limbs
All origins are accidental You've got no papers and no roads lead home Anymore Chance is the root of all place position All maps are random all scales
Animosities and apologies Back and forth we struggle, Falter, refrain with glue and string and deciphering We try, try, try to stay together Despite
Recap in taxi No clothes no food Take care of the children We'll send for you soon Alien you find you feel at home everywhere You'll get by with so much
Hey what's your name? Do you feel the same way too? Siphon fuel don't make a sound And most of all don't let me down It comes as no surprise We're destabilized
