Lyrics:

(The voice of the poet, Charles Bukowski):
In the hinterlands, the black swan burns. This is the way it goes. Almost everywhere
To everybody and everything

How do you know that you're the one? You don't know

It's a whole universe. It's everything
Women, friends, everything
Rips and tears... rips and tears

I can't name it. It's just there... The thing is there... I had to go see it
The monster, the god, the rat, the snail, whatever's out there, I have to go see it
And look at it, and endure it, maybe not endure it, it's needed. I really can't
Explain it. If I could I wouldn't go

It's a shot in the dark. You take it, or you become a normal civilized person from 8 to 5
Get married. Have children. Do Christmas together... Hey here comes Grandma...
Hi Grandma! Come on in... Hi you...
Shit I couldn't take that! I'd rather murder myself
I just decided I either had to starve, make it, go mad, come through or do something
I could not do the 8 to 5. I would have been a suicide, something. I'm sorry
I could not accept the snail's pace, 8 to 5... to me this is the sickest (?)