Like a rock, like a planet

Like a fucking atom bomb

I'll remain unperturbed by the joy and the madness

That I encounter everywhere I turn

I've seen it all along

In books and magazines

Like a twitch before dying

Like a pornographic sea

There's a flower behind the window

There's an ugly laughing man

Like a hummingbird in silence

Like the blood on my door

It's the generator

Oh yeah, oh yeah, like the blood on my door

Wash me clean and I will run

Until I reach the shore

I've known it all along

Like the bone under my skin

Like actors in a photograph

Like paper in the wind

There's a hammer by the window

There's a knife on the floor

Like turbines in darkness

Like the blood on my door

It's the generator

Oh yeah, oh yeah, like the blood on my door

Wash me clean and I will run

Until I reach the shore