Из альбома: In the Belly of a Whale
I don't wanna hear it anymore
I don't wanna hear it anymore
I don't wanna think about it
I don't wanna talk about it
I don't wanna hear it anymore
The TV kids are gaming,
The mom and dads complaining
All the pointing fingers blaming,
Have got me down
Down at the implantation,
The small breasted renovations
All the calender girls line up and cry
I don't wanna hear it anymore
I don't wanna hear it anymore
I don't wanna think about it
I don't wanna talk about it
I don't wanna hear it anymore
I left for the station morning
At 16-07:20
Through a crowd of pushy people,
And all the horrible sounds
I left for the land of Mayan,
To rest my head from crying
Where the colors pour right out of the sky
I don't wanna hear it anymore