Rumbling joker hides a lotRumbling joker lies a lot to youLeads a calibrated lifeNever does it rudely, foolishlyCool insideMay we always cryMay we drink them dryMay we wake up small and paleAsking very good questionsJustifying an existenceIn the belly of the whaleRum professor gathers woundsHidden in the frozen dunes by the highwayAnd a sour arrangement criesDead before the ink driesI’m not surprisedBruised inside¡­