The big city's laid out
When the cactus covers
The devils first kiss
You are my sunshine
Drowning in the sand
Fishing for the friendly,white laces
Choking the amoebas that push

I'm marching backwards in the marching band

Silently tired and puzzling
Nothing is happening
Facing and puzzling
Give blood for making me...

Die young 80's upper class
Cake cutting fractions
The world is still round
Hot mouth reactions the burning still air
Supporting my apathy , filling my arms away
Inserting someone fucking

Tansforming on different levels
Roaming around crying devils