If the World was a Scratch'n'Sniff
I've never really dug Cracker Jack...
Theres never been a prize i've liked...
Ive always thought that sailor guy on the box looked queer
There's inough things that try and cling to my teeth...
Mouse carcasses littered the hall
Charred rodent remains smeared the walls...
In the kitchen where a wide-eyed young boy,
laughed with glee as he slammed the microwave oven door shut,
and turned it on...
Thinkin' like a walrus,
I wanna find a rock and stretch out in the sun...
Bark to the blue sky, bloated and stinkin'
Like this dead brother who lies his head upon my heaving chest...
Standing sentry at dysfunction junction,
pick up sticks to start a fire...
Remember a day when hopes were higher
Gotta wait for the rain-a time to sing
But really, it all does'nt mean a thing...
So much hostility
Brewin' like a stooge inside this leaky brainpan
A new gasket might do the trick
But i'd prefer to use a blunt instrument...
Driving golfballs down a white asphalt road
Empty
No sound o' no machine, no chirp, no bird to
inspire me fly from this place...
Drawing on the acrid air for distance
Thoughts fade into the rhythm
and it all becomes too easily justified...
"Dont question", I heard it again harmony of hypocricy
To deny reason, is to deny the root...
No nourishment of the intellect leads to a corruption of basic functions,
And a society decays around me.....
