I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
With thin boneless fingers and pink polished nails
I am searching for truth in the fat folds of your blunder
Speak up, Dick! Bring wonder, bring plunder
Bring your fish-headed fixer to whisper my ear
Please worry me here, tongue that victim in there
Revenge me a jagged course deep, deep, inside
Climb stairs through coarse hairs, now ride, now ride
Then exit and jet it spraying foam through the air
Over concrete islands and neon green palms
Over fields of shining neonicotinoid lawns
Over upturned faces searching fading, lost stars
Over smashed pipelines of sewage flooding polished new cars
Over crossed lines in jungles buried thousands of years
Over mountains collapsing, ravaged, and speared
Over rivers of salt feeding open mouth need
Here I come, here I come, here I weep, here I bleed
Wash my blood-blubbered scum with gritted, black oil
Just show me an ocean and I'll fart as it boils
I am gathering souls, I am gathering your scabs
I am the best fucking fuck that you never will have
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I, alone, will fix it
I am a tower, I am a tower, I am a tower, I am a tower
I am a tower, I am a tower, I am a tower, I am a tower
I see the dawned light rise, up round the edge of skies
I reach up into the night, I grab my sword to fight
And all you millions of fools, down in your swimming pools
I am collecting heads, I am the last man left
I am a tower, I am a tower, I am a tower, I am a tower
I am a tower, I am a tower, I am a tower, I am a tower
I am the power of mind, and if I think it it's mine
I am a kingdom of one, behold what I have become
Down in the belly of earth, I hereby nullify your birth
Now everything is mine, I am the end of time
I am a tower, tower
I am a tower, tower
I am a tower, tower
I am a tower, tower
I am a tower, tower
I am a tower, tower
I am a tower, tower
I am a tower, tower
I am a tower, tower
I am a tower, tower
I am a tower, tower
I am a tower, tower
I am a lamb
I am a kitten
I am a kitten
I am a tiny pink bubble
Drifting on the wind
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