it's so easy to laugh at yourself

and all those jokes have already been written

seems like another vain attempt

to let yourself fall out of the oven

holy mountains

they look so tired

and it's a perfect day to lock yourself inside



who you foolin' with the fools are right

it's the same thing but it's almost as different

hard to tell when it pacifies your mind

leaves you stranded with a broken engine

lazy desert looks so mangled

let me drown in a convalescent bliss

get up from your bed of rest

been a long time since you've lived

but the static in your mind

leaves you hollow and unkind

with a shock electric wave

turns you on.

you've been flunked out of the devils house

delinquent hygienes are so abrasive

some distortion that's never been known

on the treadmill you've been runnin' forever



holy mountains, they look so tired

and it's a perfect day to lock yourself inside



be gone