I Can Smell Burning Flesh... And I

I See Myself Rather Like An Old Discarded Dishrag.

Sometimes I Wish I Was Just A Simple Drunkard.

I Am Attracted To Humans. But, Of Course... Not Many.

Music Is Like A Drug, But There Are No Rehabilitation Centres.

All Human Activity Is Fruitless When Pitted Against The Girls And Boys Singing On Pop Television, For They Have Found The Answer As The Rest Of Us Search For The Question. I Will Sing, Too. If Not, I Will Have To Die.