Before you advertise
all the fame is implied
with no fortune unseen
Sell the rights
to your blight
time-machine
While I'm dulled by excess
And a cynic at best
My art imitates crime
paid for by
the allies
So invest
Now I'm finding
truth is a ruin
Nauseous end that
nobody is pursuing
Staring into glassy eyes
Mesmerized
There's a vintage
thirst returning
But I'm sheltered
by my channel-surfing
Every famine virtual
Retrovertigo
Ah-ah-ah-aah
Ah-ah-ah-aah
A tribute to false memories
With conviction
Cheap imitation
Is it fashion or disease
Post-ironic
Remains a mouth to feed
Sell the rights
to your blight
and you'll eat
Now I'm finding
truth is a ruin
Nauseous end that
nobody is pursuing
Staring into glassy eyes
Mesmerized
See the vintage
robot wearied
Then awakened
by revision theories
Every famine virtual
Retrovertigo
