Like a rock
like a planet
like a fucking atom bomb
I'll remain unperturbed
by the joy and the madness
that I encounter
everywhere I turn
I've seen it all along
in books and magazines
Like a twitch before dyin'
like a pornographic sea
There's a flower
behind the window
there's an ugly
laughing man
Like a hummingbird
in silence
like the blood on my door
It's the generator
Ah
Oh yeah oh yeah
Like the blood on my door
Wash me clean and
I will run
until I reach the shore
I've known it all along
like the bone
under my skin
like actors
in a photograph
like paper in the wind
There's a hammer
by the window
there's a knife
on the floor
Like turbines in darkness
like the blood on my door
It's the generator
Ah
Oh yeah oh yeah
Like the blood on my door
Wash me clean and
I will run
until I reach the shore
Oh
Oh