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
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