Album: Anarchists of Good Taste
Born in a cartoon of malicious riddles
Castrated at the thought of moving pictures
Mutating colours in the 3rd dimension 3rd dimension
Technicolor and amphetamines in another crime scene
The lord of illustrated disenchantment,
He sleeps to dream up a conspiracy,
With many sugar coated alibis Alibis
Technicolor and amphetamines in another crime scene
We are anarchists of good taste
We are terrorists of untruths
Cartoon autopsy
Animated effigy