Lyrics:
Oh I'll send you a telegramOh I have some information for youOh I'll send you a telegramSend it deep in the heart of youDeep in the heart of your brain is a leverOh deep in the heart of your brain is a switchOh deep in the heart of your flesh you are cleverOh honey you met your match in a bitchDeep in the heart ofDeep in the heart of[ ]There will be no famine in my existenceI merge with the people of the hillsOh people of EthiopiaYour opiate is the air that you breatheAll those mint bushes around youAre the perfect thing for your systemAww clean clean it outYou must rid yourself from these, these animal fixationsYou must release yourselfFrom the thickening blackmail of elephantiasisYou must divide the wheat from the ratsYou must turn around [and look oh God]When I see BrancusiHis eyes searching out the infinite abstract spacesIn the [radio] rude hands of sculptorNow gripped around the neck of a [duosonic][ ][I swear on your eyes no pretty words will sway me][ ]Oh look at me aah[ ] cannot move ahh so much aahh everything I am[ ] possibleAah [ ]Feel so fucked up[ ]Much tooI know I know [ ][ ][ ][ ]Tell him to get out of hereGo down to the sea[ ] if he would just tell meHe appreciates Brancusi's [ ] spaceThe sculptor's mallet has been taken in place[ ]Every time I see [ ]