Static

it's so easy to laugh at yourself

when 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' if 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 like a broken engine



lazy desert looks so mangled

let me drown in a convalescent bliss



get up from your bed of rest

it's been a long time since you've lived

but the static in your mind

leaves you hollow and unkid

with a shock electric wave

turns you on



you've been flunked out of the devil's house

delinquint hygienes are so abrasive

and some distortion that's never been known

and on the treadmill you'll be running forever



holy mountains

they look so tired

and it's a perfect day

to lock yourself inside