A raw voice shouts in the streets,
tears in the eyes
ideas in the head
sheer ignorance in the world
the mightiest words laughed at,
fucked up by
thiefs in artists
One voice...is that all that's left
oh well, I shall join the majority
and imprint my picture on neon
adapt my mind to narcotics
it's easy not to think
and fruitful not to react...
but the voice is raw, ugly, dangerous...