My eyes cannot take the strain Of the pale yellow rays poking into my brain Wigglings swim in front of my eyes Like little fluffy clouds in the paleing skies My shoulders contract with preservative tension All social skills are on old age pension I'm so tired that I can hardly speak But this shit won't let me go to sleep I'm fishing for shards of my eyesight In the glaring pool of white hot sunlight My ears are thundering with a huge big bass Strobing like a twitch through the skin on my face The city is alive with the sounds of concrete Grey like the electronic maggots in my feet I feel myself slowly warming in the sun Another dawn Let's have some fun