Your western mechanism sucks me dry -   It's just a fault in the human design.   We're not built to cope with the gravity of the situation,   So we stumble and fall.   It's not our fault we're badly designed.      A small seizure; it suits you well,   This infrared boy's not coming up for air...   And it's an ugly noise you're making in that easy chair.   Well, it's been a narcoleptic year again.      A black tar river, a high rise fire,   They're all just scenes from a situation comedy.   It seems to me that we're wasting our time   With the things we do to earn our validity.      But there's no miracle cure   For cool fever; it suits you well.   I can't breathe in this idiot-proof suit I'm in...   Feed me your air.