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Another Pound of Flesh
As the subway sounds surround you Flow around you and you step inside The doors close like a hungry mouth You're headed south--enjoy the ride Outside the windows flash Rock, earth and ash--it blurs together You listen to the thunder And you wonder 'bout the weather And the reckless engineer Grins ear to ear and pulls the wire: The whistle blows And the coal-man throws Another pound of flesh on the fire
The rail's rather bumpy Seats are lumpy, torn and pitted You cannot make a sound or move around It's not permitted And no one cries or stirs The passengers are mostly snoring You stare at strangers' faces Or the spaces in the flooring And the reckless engineer Grins ear to ear and pulls the wire: The whistle blows And the coal-man throws Another pound of flesh on the fire
The engine chews through earth descending On its journey never-ending The hungry worm turns in the earth In its deadly bite rebirth Circular its constant trail Feeding on its bleeding tail The whistle shrieks--come join the chorus Ride the maddened Ouroborus Race and chase--don't look around To see behind you, gaining ground The shadowed stalker, all-devouring Overheating, overpowering Growing, looming--all-consuming Here comes your station: Annihilation
As the subway sounds surround you Flow around you and you step inside The doors close like a hungry mouth You're headed south--enjoy the ride Outside the windows flash Rock, earth and ash--it blurs together You listen to the thunder And you wonder 'bout the weather And the reckless engineer Grins ear to ear and pulls the wire: The whistle blows And the coal-man throws Another pound of flesh on the fire |
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