Like a rock,

Like a planet,

Like a fucking atom bomb,

I'll remain unperturbed by the joy and the madness

I encounter everywhere I turn

I've seen it all along

In book and magazines

Like a twitch before dying

Like a pornographic sea

There's a flower behind the window

There's an ugly laughing man

Like a hummingbird in silence

Like the blood on the door

It's the generator

Oh yeah, oh yeah, like the blood on my door

Wash me clean and I will run

Until I reach the shore

I've known it all along

Like the bone under my skin

Like actors in a photograph

Like paper in the wind

There's a hammer by the window

There's a knife on the floor

Like turbines in darkness

Like the blood on my door

It's the generator