it s so easy to laugh at yourself and all those jokes have already been written seems like another vain attempt to let yourself fall out of the oven holy mountains they look so tired and it s a perfect day to lock yourself inside who you fooling with the fools are right it s the same thing but it s almost as different hard to tell when it pacifies your mind leaves you stranded with a broken engine lazy desert looks so mangled let me drown in a convalescent bliss get up from your bed of rest been a long time since you ve lived but the static in your mind leaves you hollow and unkind with a shock electric wave turns you on you ve been flunked out of the devil s house delinquent hygienes are so abrasive some distortion that s never been known on the treadmill you ll be running forever holy mountains they look so tired and it s a perfect day to lock yourself inside be gone be gone1