Too corrupt I was giving up On this ball of clay What would you say? Turning til we turned away I was too tuned in Couldn't tune out And it gets so loud And I'm feeling I'm- got a feeling I'm bound Vibrate like a tuning fork Like New York Like a sub ba** taking deep breaths when I'm back on the concourse And my laugh My laugh is like the bottom of the ocean Feet flap like wind-up birds The gears and the cranks loop feedback And what I find absurd is you still comehow can't find your words I put my seat back Oh my, how the tides Somehwere between the desire and the spasm it happens Right before fire hits vacuum The cannon that's found in the wave of the sine The divine dividing the atom For thine is the -wow Haven't you had enough now? Stand at the ground Intend to ascend from the plow Stand at the bow Into the heart of somewhere, somehow Insert the order destiny Disarm you from your weaponry Sequence all the entropy What's heavenly is drawn from your quarter The gesture doesn't measure me You worry about your legacy to carry you forward From the hollow men to farther Well, I don't bother I don't bother I don't bother I don't bother I don't bother I'm flash paper Flash paper (x5) And that may be And the radius burns Uranium And the gradient is greying And it radiates a feeling like I'm peeling off the floor Or I'm peeling out the door Aching for the way that it were And the wipers don't work Blurred And the viper's at lurch And the sniper is perched somewhere along that berm Somewhere along my wherewithal exhausted The noxious air of the logic The emperor's new cotton The lockpicks left in pockets And the ladies and germs in the stadium cheer And I think of cicadas Flash bang, disappear That doesn't fill me with straw, nor does it gnaw at the core It doesn't make me feel hollow But it doesn't put me on board Too corrupt On this ball of clay Flash paper (x12)