Coilguns The Screening
Screening our minds
Leeches for dreams, neurons and veins
Dances of joy and angst and pain
High speed blasts at smooth pace
Kitchen tables and fridges to violate
Mirrors of lust, velvet and lace
Sleek lips and colours to simulate
Idioms of love and trust and trade
Rhythms of foreign lands on tapes
Twangy reversed sounds to anticipate
Luminaries, clouds and cosmic veils
Gigantic bright eyes to fascinate
Wind machines dominated landscapes
Public announce systems to suffocate
Amplifiers, nothingness and self-decay
Wood sheds, hostels and rooms to stay
Plastic palaces and roles to play
Millions of reasons to celebrate
Desperate causes, dust to inhale
Wood burning feast and aggregates
Mashed up eggs and sausages
Lousy t-shirts in empty cases
Anti-ageing beats to propagate
Pride, immunity and punk debates
Death, organs and melodies to nihilate
We take it all in one hand
And the other one throws it away