coyote sing along hour
I'm machine, obsolete
land of the free lobotomy
I wanna suck I wanna lick
I wanna cry I wanna spit
tears of pleasure, tears of pain
trickle down your face the same
it's how you look not how you feel
a city of glass with no heart
if I had a tail, I'd own the night
if I had a tail, I'd swat the flies