Population 1

man is unfinished animal
feeding on helpless spoken word
why can't this iron jaw elate
and speak with the tongues of angels
hey
do you hear a word i say
a simple you're ok is underrated
is there anyone listening
hey
don't turn and walk away
a vital you're ok i think would do it
is there anyone listening
there are words more precious than jewels
buried beneath the thought of you
they hide in the corner of your soul
a verbal kaleidoscope
this detonator in my mouth
armed with some touchy dynamite
blasting a pocketful of screams
scattering frequencies
calling iron jaw
can't you hear me call
i'm right here
thought
keep it in the vault
it's not your fault
no one likes to hear the pain
killers
killer pain
so insane
asylum where you live
large
but who's in charge
card
credit check
reject
eject
cassette
tape is stuck
pig
got an apple in your mouth
you know you gotta dial
1 800 help
you need somebody
help
is on the way
out of breath
start to shake
speare
without a pen
you vow to escape
from the jaws of life
sucks
then you die
it's a lie
on the beach
soaking up the son of god
'cause he can hear you