I don't reason with the
cuts in the yellowcake
it's not mine to reason in
I broke my lease and met up in Texas
answered their call-out then
said I sent my kids
to the I-beams
to prove my faith in threes
wake up I can never be clear
what the address is
I say the pledge when turning in
I say that I have no one
nowhere
at any time
so who am I gonna talk to
then I overheard
running east to the stairwell
they ask what I thought we were doing here
so they cut my pay
vow to hide me away
that I'm nothing when I'm asleep
just like I'm nothing when I'm awake
Rarely an album title evokes that perfectly what’s inside … on a solidly bass base, mid-tempo post-punk songs progressing like nothing could stop them. Somehow, Berlin atmosphere transpires. JJPOP13