[Thurston] He's running on a tuff gnarl in his
head he's got a fatal erection home in
bed he's really smart and he's really
fast he's got a hard tit killer fuck in his
past saints preserve us in hot young
stuff the saving grace is a sonic pig
pile amazing grazing strange and
raging flies are flaring through your
brains spastic flailing literally raising my
roof an adrenal mental man-tool box explodes
in music creates utopia you gnarl out on my
nerves you weird and crush the cranking
raunch flesh dirt forcefield lost and found
let's burn your broken heart set our sight on
sights not yet set let's scorch your wavo
wig let's poke your eyes out