They outlawed everything that spelled pleasure. Didn't want you to even think about it. Wanted you to forget everything about how good it felt. It was all so obvious why...too dangerous. And what exactly was going to happen. It was easy, so easy. It wasn't met with much resistance. Revolt didn't come til much, much later. After the damage had already been done. It all happened so quickly. Or did it take forever? I lost track of time Got swallowed up in the Rush, the Push, the Panic, the Pain. The Poison. Dying and trying to stay alive. I'm driving 365 MPH through a brick abutment. The road to nowhere is covered with shit, with drunks, with drugs, with fuck. It sucks. I see a 452-mile long forest fire that your plane crashes into at 2 in the morning. I laugh at shopping mall murders, abortion clinics, earthquakes and the plague. I'm living in a nuthouse on the outskirts of a pig farm. I was lying when I said I was lying. I'm not easing into anything I don't want to ease in. I see bombs bursting in air, rifles ricocheting off the bellies of pregnant women, handicapped children poisoned on a school bus, crumbling cities polluted beyond recognition. Carcinogenic hallucinations, terminations. Where all the killers are heroes, I'm the Queen of cripples; one armed bandits, one eyed jacks and dead cats. The ambulance comes crashing into my daydreams... reminding me of the way it used to be how good it used to feel hacksaws jimmying for position the crack of bat against bone the smell of burning rubber broken glass, mud slicks, slagheaps blistering fevers delirium slot machines, submachine guns The Circle of Abuse I'm forced into it I'm forced into it a Real Live Mind Fuck I need it I need it I want it I'm trap inside the perfect torture chamber Thrown into a mental institution for famous movie stars dead by the '60's... wish you were here wish you were here wish I was somewhere else wish I was somewhere else stupid people overpopulate this place and the steel walls come crashing in.