think of life as a battle between ghosts and liars

or think of it as a barrier to self-fulfilment

is everybody made of skin here? 

yes, we're all made of skin 

and bone and ligament



let's hear it for the bi-peds

those horrible monsters 

let the hotel line manages decide their fate



let's hear it for the bi-peds

those horrible monsters

those grinning mogodons with their painted on slogans



salt and its stains

salt and its stains



think of death as a medium-sized yellow robot

that should help 



salt and its stains

salt and its stains