See this is a scene
Where dreams take shape
Shift like riots on tv
Where the walrus speaks
And says.
“We are nothing but arms and legs
We are nothing but spikes and pegs”
Drugs and dreads
“We are nothing but what we say we said
And what we did.”
“We are nothing but a gang of green
We are nothing but imbetween”
A flashing icon on a computer screen
We are everything , but the battery”
We are empty, but the weather man
Says Tuesday will shine
suntans and mammograms
a cancer in the stand
A cancer in the stand
A wave of water
With leftover fathers
And microwave mothers
“We are the imbetween
Of a street sign that lights
Neon. And a black and white
Codachrome”
That speaks clingon
Wears nylon
And grows everlong
through a towering massive building
we are nothing and everything.
we are the kings and queens of this fair city
we are the gas and you are the match.