WITHIN THESE WALLS
DREAMS ARE TO BE MADE
BUT I SEE LESS FULFILLMENT
AND MORE EARLY GRAVES

I’VE BEEN EXPLAINED THE RULES
BUT I CAN’T PLAY THE GAME

WHILE YOU PLAN YOUR FUTURE
I PLOT MY…
NEXT ESCAPE!

TRAPPED IN A SMALL
FREEZING COLD BOX
ALL THAT SURROUNDS US
IS SILENT AND DARK

THE CLOCK STRIKES NINE
THE PORTALS OPEN WIDE
THE U-BOATS
HEAD OUT TO BAY

CREWED BY A SMALL
DEDICATED GROUP
WHO RARELY SEE
THE LIGHT OF DAY

NIGHT CREW!

PASSING THE TIME
RESTOCKING SUPPLIES
AND TELLING STORIES
OF OUR FORMER DAYLIGHT LIVES

RACING THE CLOCK
SO MUCH TO DO
SO LITTLE TIME
WILL WE SURFACE AT 2?

NIGHT CREW!

IT IS WITH THE SINCEREST REGRET
THAT I INFORM YOU OF
A SERIES OF WONDERFUL
BUT UNFORTUNATE EVENTS

HALF TRUTHS AND FULL LIES
A CHOKED LAUGH, A ROBUST CRY
A UNFETTERED ZEST FOR LIFE
WITHIN A VESPIARY OF VICE

OPTIMISTICALLY PESSIMISTIC
POSITIVELY NEGATIVE
I LOVE LIFE, BUT HATE SOCIETY
THE WORLD IS FULL AND I’M HALF EMPTY

ALL THAT REPELS ME ATTRACTS ME
ALL THAT DISGUSTS ME FASCINATES ME
EVERY THING SEEMS SO RICH
WHEN I’M LIVING CHEAP

ONE JUST NEED LOOK AT THE HEADLINES
AND THEN GO OUTSIDE
TO COMPREHEND THE UTTER DISGUST OF BEING HUMAN
AND THE PURE JOY OF BEING ALIVE

EARLY HOUR TORMENT
DEMONS PREVENT MY SLEEP
WINGED GARGOYLE ON THE BEDPOST
CORPSE STRADDLED ACROSS MY CHEST
HER COLD WET HANDS
CLOSED ROUND MY THROAT
BUT BEFORE MY FINAL BREATH
I WAKE UP SCREAMING

DRENCHED IN SWEAT
ENTANGLED IN SHEETS
IF I’M STILL SANE
THEN WHY THESE DREAMS?

A WAR FOR OIL
IN A VIOLENT FUTURE
FOLLOWING A BLUEPRINT
PERFECTED IN THE PAST
IS THIS THE END RESULT
OF MAN’S LOVE AFFAIR
WITH AUTOMOBILES
AND MANUFACTURED GOODS?

A TWO LANE BLACK TOP
DRENCHED IN BLOOD
A WHITE LINE NIGHTMARE
TERMINATING IN A PINE WOOD BOX

THE ZEALOTS DEMAND
BLOOD FOR OIL
A CATALYST FOR CHAOS
WASTELAND AND ASHES

A BLIGHTED LAND SCAPE
OF TWISTED PIPE AND STEEL
WHERE LIFE COMES AS CHEAP
AS A TANK FULL OF JUICE

AN INDISCRETION OF YOUTH
A MISGUIDED QUEST FOR TRUTH
BUT NOW YOU’VE “FOUND WISDOM”
AND CODDLED UP TO THE SYSTEM

IT WAS ALL GUNS BLAZING
NOW IT’S INDECISION
WHEN FACED WITH THE OPTION
OF BEING DEAD OR IN PRISON

ADHERENCE TO ETHICS
THAT HELP DEFINE A SCENE
A QUARTER-CENTURY OF THE SAME OLD
PROBLEMS AND LYRICAL THEMES

FOREIGN SHORES,
STRANGERS FLOORS
BUT THERE’S NOTHING STRANGE
ABOUT THIS GLOBAL EXCHANGE

ALMOST OVER THE HILL
BUT THE CLIMB’S STILL STEEP
STILL HAVEN’T GROWN UP OR SOLD OUT
SOMEHOW THIS CHAOS APPEALS TO ME

ANOTHER SLEEPLESS NIGHT
ANOTHER RED EYE FLIGHT
UNCONSCIOUS BEFORE WE’RE IN THE AIR
WAKE ME UP WHEN WE GET THERE

METAL TAUGHT ME HISTORY
PUNK TAUGHT ME GEOGRAPHY
THESE SCENES MAY NEVER CHANGE THE WORLD
BUT THEY CERTAINLY CHANGED ME

NO GLAMOUR, NO GREED, NO WEALTH, NO FAME
POOR ROLLS, BAD HANDS, GOOD FRIENDS, NEW LANDS
ROCK’N’ROLLS A LOSERS GAME
AND WE’RE WINNING!

IS THIS INTEGRITY OR STUPIDITY? X 3

IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT
I COME ALIVE

THE WITCHING HOUR
THE TIME I THRIVE

CONJURING MAGIC
SUMMONING SPELLS

NOCTURNAL LIFE A DARKENED PARADISE
DIURNAL LIFE A BURNING HELL

AMONGST THE LICHEN COVERED RUINS
THE LOST SOULS OF CHILDREN PLAY
THE SUN MAY BE OUT
BUT IT’S STILL A GREY AND CHILLY DAY

YOUR EYES PLAY TRICKS
YOUR MIND PLAYS GAMES
IN THE NEITHER WORLD OF SANITY
YOUR EYES PLAY TRICKS
YOUR MIND PLAYS GAMES
WHERE SHADOWS & DEMONS REIGN

CAN’T SAY THE WORLD’S GETTING BETTER
CAN’T SAY IT’S GETTING WORSE
HUMANITY’S STILL A BLESSING
HUMANKIND OFTEN A CURSE

MY EARLY MEMORIES ARE
OF DISNEYLAND AND THE FALL OF SAIGON
THE “HAPPIEST PLACE ON EARTH”
AND A BRUTAL WAR IN A FOREIGN LAND

CAPITALISM AND COLONIALISM
WAR ZONES AND FAMILY VACATIONS
ARBITRARY BORDERS,
ARTIFICIAL EYESORES

DAILY WITNESS TO MISERY
PAIN AND INSANITY

BUT I STILL SURROUND MYSELF
WITH FRIENDS AND FAMILY

AND IF I LOSE MY SENSE OF HUMOUR
I’LL LOSE MY OWN HUMANITY
SO YOU BET I’M STILL ANGRY
BUT I’M STILL SMILING