Lights out veins plugged zap it with another drug Genejacker pharma thug say hello to superbug Slow down fast

Shills and hawkers and rockers with walkers Bombs in the lockers and brain dead mockers Slow down fast

The Trouble with normal is ... it always gets worse

Look at that big fat full moon Hanging in the night When I feel it calling me The shackles seem to bite These chains of flesh are sour and sweet But these we must explore, oh I know I'm going to feel complete When I see you tomorrow

L ron N ron every kind of ron con Neocon old con got to put the brakes on Slow down fast

Lights out veins plugged zap it with another drug Genejacker pharma thug say hello to superbug Slow down fast

Shills and hawkers and rockers with walkers Bombs in the lockers and brain dead mockers Slow down fast

Look at that big fat full moon Hanging in the night When I feel it calling me The shackles seem to bite These chains of flesh are sour and sweet But these we must explore, oh I know I'm going to feel complete When I see you tomorrow

One-eyed sun leering through the haze Hordes of loveless marching while the little drummer plays Nail in the coffin rats in the maze Dancing arm in arm towards the looming end of days Got to slow down

" Flames from the refinery Rise broken, red and riveting And the high vault of heaven Looks far away and cold

There's howling in the factory yard There's pounding in my head I'm swollen up with unshed tears Bloated like the dead...

"Blood and ashes, time burning On the skyline dark against the stars A solitary horseman, waiting

Lashed to the wheel Whipping into the storm Get up, Jonah It's your time to be born..." B.C.

" It's more blessed to give than it is to receive Except when it comes to free advice I believe Here I go anyway, back seat driving tonight Move fast, stay cool, keep your eye on the front sight..."

Not a knife throw from here you can hear the night train passing . It's the sound somebody makes when they're getting away. Leaving next week's hanging jury far behind them... Prisoner only of the choices they've made... Ice cube in a dark drink shines like star light Starlight shines like glass shards in dark hair And the mind's eye tumbles out along the steel track Fixing every shadow with its stare...

Down there in the Realm of Power , Somebody's manicured hands Plays the Ace of Influence , against the Jack of Demands I reach for the deck draw the seven of hearts Doesn't mean the world but it's a better place to start

No One tells the Wind which way to Blow... **