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sometimes i marvel at how symmetrical this airplane is,or subversively unbalanced like a nose ring or company logos on the bottom right corner of your television screeni've been conditioned to believe that human beings have been conditioned to believe there's beauty in symmetry"so what about the guy who cleans the airplane?..."now, what kind of a character sketch is that?incomplete sentence of a workman's weekday clothes rackwhat if we were to give him a german accent, one eye, and a dali mustache?you'd immediately think "cobra"--he must be unscrewing the propellors, banana peel in the gas tankbut let it be known: the guy with the molester van and the dodgey sunglasses might be jesus or your mother. i want to write balance across the aisle from the exit sign,'cause that's about the only damn nose ring on this airplane Aus Songtexte Mania