Junk Mail

a new-found flu in animals we never knew were so ill.
a politician's finger's itchin' to press the button,
to press the big red button.

opening windows is closing my doors.

stopped for directions, then dissected.
wanna get home on time, and they wanna see my insides.
i left for work to forward jokes, never thinking bout airplanes,
never once thinking bout airplanes.

send this to ten friends and you'll be fine.
one more clove to keep out the vampires.

the inbox is empty, i'm sick of waiting around for this message.
another flash on the screen, another pinch from the dream,
a reminder to just keep living.

hey plug, don't wait, your juice is draining.
there's no outlet for you remaining.

sick with a virus, and the bug has got me pious.
i feel it all shutting down, so i look to the clouds,
maybe they'll remember who i was.

hey plug, don't wait, your juice is draining.
there's no outlet for you remaining.

i'm slamming on the keys
finding out about diseases
i never knew that i had.
minimizing all my lives
when the screens have turned to blinds for the
tab
tab
tab
tab
tab, i can't pay, pay it back, i said!

>> this moment you are in is the oldest you have been. you'll always feel your age if you're waiting for the end. never mind it, it'll find you, so just keep go go going.