Из альбома: Tracey Fragments
The boy was in the hallway drinking a glass of tea,
On the other end of the hallway a rhythm was generating,
Now boy was sliding up the hallway,
He merged perfectly with the hallway,
He merged perfectly in the mirror, in the hallway,
The boy looked at Johnny,
Johnny wanted to run,
But the movie kept moving as planned,
The boy took Johnny,
He pushed him against the locker,
He drove it in, he drove it home, he drove it deep in Johnny,
The boy disappeared,
Johnny's on his knees,
Started crashing his head against the locker,
Started crashing his head against the locker,
Started laughing hysterically when..
Suddenly.. Johnny.. gets a feeling.. he's being surrounded by..
Horses (x 4)
Coming in, in all directions,
White, shining, silver, studs,
With the nose, in flames,
He saw,
Horses (x 8)