Must have read a thousand faces
must have robbed them of their cause
sickened thirst, sickened thirst
keeps it together
soft white glow in the cranium
a bulls eye made sedated

beware

must have read a thousand faces
and all these voices won't give up
sickened thirst, sickened thirst
glues it together
a catatonic leisure
at 1000 miles per hour

beware

so who's in charge here
barking out loud so clear
because i'd really like to meet him

uproar east strike west
(sheng tung, chi hsi)

have you ever tasted skin
sink your, sink your teeth in it

Composição: At the Drive-In