Stuck Lucky Plug-in To Connect
The wire and cables, the waves and signals
The frequencies, electromagnetic fields
This is a place where I'm just yesterday's son
I have no taste for the legioning that's done
Intruding our homes from stereos to T.V. sets
Frequencies, frequencies, trapped in the walls
The air is so dense, but you can still see the sun
Antennas pick up what's abroad thru my head
Cancer's spreading to the gears, so the hoses dry
Cracking the sides, we'll cry at the sky
...And in this place where all the streets sparkle
When night is as bright as the day that just passed
Oh, how it glows. As anonymity shines from every face,
This light... A bludgeoning force.
Where's the plug-in to connect?
Now I hear the cross-chatter as invisible eyes are watching,
As I lay I swear that there's bugs in my bed,
While they creep around I'll hide from viral scams,
Tumors and peeling now a part of the plan.
