I ask for water
I ask for sleep
Batteries for my remote

A telephone to speak

Electricity in abundance

Mirror shades
Japanese food
Midnight raid


I ask for silence
I ask for sex

Give me a raygun
Tell me how to dress


Call my mother
Call the priest
Tell them my lover

Has turned a beast

(chorus)

This situation is now as old as as anything
My eyes see in the darkened
space of this existence


I ask for strength
a clear head

Maybe a razor
to paint you red
I want radar

I want a light
I want division
I want to fight


(chorus)