Woven in the surface. A premonition of a land erupting.
A sparkling occasion of a city. Crashdown overhead.
Revolving in a whirlpool. A drag-o-rama walking on the
sidewalk. So let me see you howling through the keyhole.
"God damn, swept away" she shouted. She love it. Get in
away.

I concentrate the midnight without the benefit of ceremony.
Whoever said, "The one who strips your soul is the one
that got away." A weather-beaten angel descending to
embrace the cemetary. Got love so mystifying. "God damn,
swept away," she shouted. She love it. Get in away.

Voodoo beat on the mind that digs too deep to find.
Something has got to give, man. Psych-out racketeer or
star. You are just what you are. Don't play the misty,
baby. Get you into a river sky. Electro-nation cry. I
need another, now.

Drift beyond the sleeping. The moon is shifting shadows
on her figure. Swamptime locomotion. I can't take it
anymore. Sunlight through the shutters illuminating moment
to the moment. Buzz a halo over. "God damn, swept away,"
she shouted. She love it. Get in away.

Planet pretty kill. Motherfucker, hang me on the thrills.
Psychoholic slag. Tomorrow is another drag. Picnic in
the homeland like a Jesus Superstar. Kiss me deadly. I
know who you are.

Josh Spurling - bass, vocals, drums
Jake Lawson - guitar
Jake Peters - drums
Matt DeFelice - vocals

Recorded July 1995 - February 1996