I try to take the world in step,
I hear the music in my head.
Who said something?
(Figurehead- it’s dead I figure)
You twist and shout,
You piss and pout—
(The earth keeps cracking up my fixture)
But you, you’ll never spit in my mouth.

Hysterical on the path,
(So take a picture, I wish you had)
Slaving in the towers, shining—
(Wake up when my heart breaks up)
Consult the liars, acquire powers,
In the gray and final hours.

Hurling yourself off the walls-man,
Finding patterns in the scrawls-man,
Seeing heroes in the scum,
Shaping castles in the mud.