out of the chaos we divide....

Let them Eat Static...

when you are a martian church, when the dust has settled, + you're born again,
maybe as a martian church,
maybe then you'll see, that your reality,
was squashed into banality, when you are a martian church

The record shops got plastic nutrition
Cos music is the food of love
But reality is waiting for a bus

I was ridin' my cruiser in West Hollywood
A girl came up to me and she was lookin' mighty good...
I was eating quaaludes like butthole surfers should
She left me there where I stood

Gabba gabba we accept you we accept you one of us
Gabba gabba we accept you we accept you one of us

kill yr. idols
sonic death
it's the end of the world
and confusion is sex

Sunrise, wrong side of another day,
Sky high and six thousand miles away

BE exactly who you want to be, do what you want to do
I am he and she is she but you're the only you
No one else has got your eyes, can see the things you see
It's up to you to change you life and my life's up to me