From the recording Hopefully More than a Blanket of 'I' Statements
Save Capra Aegagrus: acarus amos. Tame a nameless train derailing aim to making daily pretenses on my know how, and Ow! my levator superioriss is pounding from the vasculitis. Ibis: I am not anointed in more than a million suffering a sacrifice remedially one-side interceded. Feed phosphorus! Pause for a moment of silence as if bowing one’s head reverently’s sufficient acceptance?—Nah! Oz Nos awes. Laws Nostradamus, not farfetched like Ponce De Leonic thought. The wrought taught—raw, readed it wrong (that’s why I’ve had it up to here and had to write this song). Vent telekinetic aphetic aesthetic heretical etiquette—tenets invented. Do I take diuretics? Forget it. Never revolution without liable demeanor by yourself first. The world whirl then vaudeville. Onset: an oogenesis of soviet clones—Illuminati: shoddy eye without no rods n’ cones. I might re-construct the construct for conspiracy won’t resolve a resolution soon without it blame an unknown. Known oval/obelus, satirically loco, when you make such grandiose claims and do nothing local. Apocalypse ellipse is now! Sing swan song. Things is not so simple; sitted, chin to fist. Cut the bullshit!