The rain drops like shadow spots

With no objects, invisible touches

Bench plastic is cold, sticky with sweat

The bar is cold even through gloves

Skyway gray over the white flow, dark

You better get your kids inside

A storm is beginning

Yes I think it's true - they're using you

Yes I know that it's true - they are using you

Sky way gray over white flow, dark

You gotta get the kids inside because a storm is beginning

We are insects from garrulous beginnings

Small teeth spray venomous journeys like

Sketch ell callow bourgeois bake sale

For the lunatic remorse is a little man shorn of pride

Yes I think it's true - they're using you

Yes I know that it's true - they are using you

Desktop Cadillac pusher fiend

Openly immediate obscene

Terror flags unfurled

Showing his organs to the world

Organs to the world

Can you hear them pounding the nails?

Can't you hear them pounding nails?

It sounds like highway work

It sounds like highway work

Can't you hear them pounding nails?

Yes I think it's true - they're using you

Yes I know that it's true - they are using you

How does it feel to be a puppet?

I know how it feels to be a puppet