There's a riot in the cell block... bugs are sliding down the phone. Mutating sores and spores and [bad word] Martha hunts alone. We're wearing spacesuits on the subway. We take our pleasures from a screen. Care you for something intravenous? Go ahead! I'll plug you in ... Christ I need a cigarette but there's no door etched on this glass. You see, these standard regulation suits are cheap - they have no class. I'd like to ride a horse through Utah blowing smoke rings five miles wide, but they cordoned off the airport and I cannot get a ride. "Get a life!" you say. I'm trying. I'm insured up to my neck, and if the whole world just capsizes, just be sure I'll collect. And if I want to visit Venus all I have to do is click. You see, this mad chaotic universe is at my fingertips. And one day I will bring you discipline. I'll save you with this disc. Like me it is [bad word]  Like me, it takes no risks.