Lyrics Jets to Brazil

Jets to Brazil

Morning New Disease

Morning new disease charcoal in bed

Boansoaked anemic listen in horror

To the scraping of flatware and china

And saran wrap to stifle libido

Air shaft a chasm their lives flung open

Sickness is a time for hating your neighbors

In their milk flats with five kids too many

Having day sex because they're all daughters

And you're thinking the same two things

Over and over again

I am dreaming of a life and I am dreaming of waking up

There's this anger rising cancer in me standing like a wall between

The waking world I seek and this infected plane of sleep

Love come like an axe to all this ice and set me free

There's a black rewarding book

Beneath this stiff sheet if you look carefully

Noise police white hearse tv air wave methadone

Diet contact safe sex antibiotics

For your safety we've taken sharp objects

It's their object to keep you from waking

Taste test serenade we dig the grave

Lose weight astrologically no money down

For your enjoyment we've excised the dialogue

For your protection we've installed a camera

Just keep thinking the same clean thoughts

And keep telling yourself it's allright

I am dreaming of a life

And it's not the life that's mine

In a stolen car I rocket west out past that Jersey line

And the robots in their riot gear glimmer in my rearview mirror

Love came like an axe and had her way with this coarse earth

And a small deserving book she was recovered and understood

And I awoke