My eye like a noisegate
 the number 8 frustrate
 and I roll to the floor
 fruit to the fruit to the core of a spheroid
 embedded in my skull the round the
 zero the symbol of null and void and well I toyed with the concept of
 vitamin B 12 the synapse the synapse it feeds itself on a nutrient
 contained in sunlight the blink the lid the fight to snap open

 Moving up to the double M 2000 I eat up a decade like a flan your turn of
 the century turn it up turn it up clock seconds to the hour go and cash the
 millenium Um Um and it hums like a migraine to the brain in the time yet
 remaining but uh ah melancholy nonsense and I crack nouns brotherfuck
 the verb tense

 Recombination, then Viacom, Safeway