march on skin army soldiers! march on to hills of ripe mold! march on across the xeroxed horizon! march on murderous little world! march on murderous
back you'll have to crawl. smile big now through that kaleidoscope cut, blush blush blush to earn that crush. yeah we're on the run you're married to
wrapping paper around a virgin. vanish again. twilight: march on electric children! and you, with your self righteous army of crotches spewing paper children
used smile spits on his fingertips. swinging the sledgehammer he pounds his thunder kiss. and the crowd sing sings along to his victory song. pinned on
do you recall when we were young? we licked the summer's salty tongue. do you remember in our youth? we sought the sky's amphetamine truth. (at the waterfront
the camera flash forever baby? The cloud of humming octopi spin the mucus crown of eternal life! Do you want to live forever baby? (Fuck yeah!) Mrs. Electric
mr. electric we are dying to dine in your house of mirrors... mr. electric, open your beak we want in, the city under your skin's dull glistening. when
her smiles flashed SOS in that dress of sea anemone skin. he pinned his heart to his tuxedo it throbbed and hissed like a rabid jewel. from the back
in a flash every face twists electric octopus, hungry, anxious for pain. click click bang bang kiss the siamese gun... exhibit E: you're on your knees. choking on
paper around a virgin. vanish again. twilight: march on electric children! and you, with your self righteous army of crotches spewing paper children,