Come to me through the channels of the soul
Pantheon of designer rock 'n' roll
The war broke out in the back of my
head
No victims but several dead
Clear the lounge furnished with skulls
Put out my heart and replace it with pulse
Love is
the glue of our fragmentary nature
Highly compatible with winner culture
Marx in the red corner, Machiavelli in the
blue
Equality asked for knock-out and got it too
The police shield and the ares-licking swan
System run by N. Selection &
Son
Charles Darwin I don't want to be rude
But the panic-stricken herd trade their necks for food
Ladykillers maneaters fight
about the roadmaps
Predators chase prey from mobile death traps
Coco Chanel - welcome to hell
Let me out of my prison
cell
I bring you hot towels and flamboyant oils
I'm a cat stuck between transparent doors
Prometheus chained I wait for the
eagle
To peck out my liver through the bullet-proof glass
Survival of the fittest suits me fine
The truth as it was told to me by
Calvin Klein