Oh baby the ceiling is a cherry tree   the fall from the couch enlightening   just another thing that’s been bothering me      the radiator feels cold when you grip it   somewhere a landlord is laughing   I can’t wait for the reruns to end      as another new bar in the basement   whets the scum of the coming skyscraper   skyscraper      seedy is relative   anarchy is pointless   terror is a way of life      the cold war is over    it’s time for hot wars in blue states   freedom is freedom to sleep in, of movement      in the still of the night I say big bang   you say god exploded   god exploded