Из альбома: Addicted to Bad Ideas: Peter Lorre's Twentieth Century
The public gets what they deserve, not what they demand
Showing up unhaltingly with cash in hand
Daydreams made light and light made dance
Thrown up against pheromones and romance
More than anyone else, I blame actors
They're just begging to be in this shit
So greedily fucking up culture
Dying for a big part in a hit
I don't act, I just make faces
Our grand passion in small comedy
Our petty hurt impassioned high
Small talk in a smaller community
Conflated hopes they finished mine
I don't act, I just make faces