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I'm a computer generated image flashing on a screen lean and mean and obsceneDouse me in gasoline and keroseneStrike a match and watch me go up in a ball of flame and shame and blame and nothing remains but coals and ashes and a couple of burnt matchesSweep the dust into a dustpanToss it in the trashcanCarry it out and bury it in a hole in the groundSeep down in the brown groundMy methods are unsoundI've found it's terribly, terribly easy to get ground downGround down into dustWatch it go bust seeping into the crust in a pile of lust and pus and mistrustI'd cuss but it wouldn't make a fuck of a lot of difference,Why all this insistence that everything make senseA place for everything and everything in its placeCan't even look into the face of your enemy and see the humanityAre we bound for calamity?On a collision course with destiny?Is this thing getting the best of me?Or do you want to burn the rest of me? Aus Songtexte Mania