Come to me through the channels of the soul Pantheon of designer rock 'n' roll The war broke out in the back of my head No victims but several dead Clear the lounge furnished with skulls Put out my heart and replace it with pulse Love is the glue of our fragmentary nature Highly compatible with winner culture Marx in the red corner, Machiavelli in the blue Equality asked for knock-out and got it too The police shield and the ares-licking swan System run by N. Selection & Son Charles Darwin I don't want to be rude But the panic-stricken herd trade their necks for food Ladykillers maneaters fight about the roadmaps Predators chase prey from mobile death traps Coco Chanel - welcome to hell Let me out of my prison cell I bring you hot towels and flamboyant oils I'm a cat stuck between transparent doors Prometheus chained I wait for the eagle To peck out my liver through the bullet-proof glass Survival of the fittest suits me fine The truth as it was told to me by Calvin Klein