altered state with the blacklight shining on the boombox i
 rush the show to the underground spot from p.m. to a.m.
 you are and i am choking on smoke below the coliseum
 not soft shoe ?cause i wear the new dance scoping the
 girls with the shrinky dink pants milk crate steady mic
 check one two feedback shellac about to break on
 through broadcast by a radio station low downstairs at
 the basement show mark the x on the party map a flying
 v peavy sonic attack the cops are here if you believe the
 rap take a five-finger deal on the silver tap i pull my hat
 down take the stairs down getting together in with the
 out crowd you got the beer we got the time i?m skipping
 everybody in the bathroom line robot moves on a wild
 rumpus standing up front where the stacks is thumpin? so
 i'm keeping it on going all night long clearing the six-foot
 on the front lawn a bottleneck check your mic marinade i
 come late to the masquerade to the sweatbox dirty
 kneesocks and i?m
 going through the back when the front door?s locked