Testo: Fall. I AM DAMO SUZUKI.

Generous, valeric, Jehovah's Witness
Stands in Cologne Marktplatz
Drums come in
When the drums come in fast
Drums to shock, into brass evil



What have you got in that paper bag?
Is it a dose of Vitamin C?
Ain't got no time for Western medicine
I am Damo Suzuki



The fuck-up like red acid rain
Give it to me Daki every day
Who is Mr. Karlheinz Stockhausen?
Introduce me
I'm Damo Suzuki



Soundtracks, Soundtracks
Melched together, the lights
The lights above you



Listener was in cahoots with Fritz Lieber

And read him every day
Recipe for fear gas, amount of salt ash
I put by [cup of] meine fire, okay
I have no time for Western medicine
I am Damo Suzuki



May we go back to days pre-Virgin
Cannot get on clear vinyl
The handle that was brass, is now brass evil
The rock that was an egg, is in wrong cradle
The hand that cradles the rock, makes egg gooey
I am Damo Suzuki



Is this west latent pattern?
Run it, says Damo's spirit
Is this lesser European?
Speak it, says Damo's spirit
I am Damo Suzuki