Back down for another electric funeral
On acidwords and neonbones I ride
A zeronaut without hand or heart

Yet I kept these words inside

Once in a while you'd better listen to the worn

And keep your laughteer torn

Down for more of those nothings

Neonecrononsense and unlight
Saw a skeleton eatin' its gravestone
But I keep these words inside

Down for some madmouthmurder
Though all my words already died
A somewhat doomdrugged inkjunkie indeed

Still I'll keep those words inside

Once in a while you'd better listen to the worn

And keep your laughter torn