March 2008
The lights they start to flicker movin' in the sky
And the lips with their lipstick lickin' seem to pass me by, oh my
The big boy with the headlight glare says we're tellin' lies
And I know we'r
Like a rock, like a planetLike a fucking atom bombI'll remain unperturbed by the joy and the madnessthat I encounter everywhere I turn,I've seen it all along,in books and magazines,like a twitch befor