Nocturnal Pleasure

The entire city is burning

You can see the flames like the inside of a mad jukebox

Lost boys stalk the streets with those jungle markings on their chests

Barbarians prowl in shadows, their heads rocking with rodents

Motorcycles reproduce in nocturnal alleys groaning with greasy pleasure

And they've blown up the ywca like a giant balloon

And sent it out to sea full of screaming, lovely, lonely girls


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