Slouch Slow Death Dreams There's people living their entire existence around a fat dead singer People phone radio stations to argue their tastes I imagine existence would be less painful squatting in the Far East Dreams that once shone now lay buried in a derelict mind First Route Marshall Triad sends the Red Pole into action Life just squirms on in a circular motion It's a slow death in Kowloon There's a dearth of understanding while distant pity falls like swath Dreams that once shone now lay buried in a derelict mind (x2) I dream of walking into heroine dens A battered, mangy owl lost among the ruins Designer death, multi-story grave architecture If you haven't the right documents can you breath this air? Dreams that once shone now lay buried in a derelict mind (x2) Slumber in the crusty heat Lick a fly from a dry lip The cattle have no pockets for wallets It's not our way of thinking so you'll do this Dreams that once shone now lay buried in a derelict mind (x6) MtM 1992