Do his spiders pierce your armour
does it feel like a snake charmer's
moving slowly round your bedroom
and ya know there's little headroom
for your smile
oh yeah.

and you smell like coca cola
and you overdose on makeup
but you scratch just like a lady
who really needs a liberating swim.

It's a never ending stream of never ending things
I feel nothing - why can't I feel?

I get lonesome for a heart attack when I hear your blessed name.

you sit upon your windowsill take another small blue pill
while hanging from your cigarette you sarcastically smile at Mr. Jones...

It's a never ending stream of...