I am out of humanity's reach.
I must finish my journey alone,
Never hear the sweet music of speech;
I start at the sound of my own.
My words never reached him; I could almost hear them drop, one by one, like so many pebbles against a closed window.
Democracy! Bah! When I hear that I reach for my feather boa!
Whenever I hear of culture … I release the safety catch of my Browning!
I hear in my mind
All these voices
I hear in my mind all these words
I hear in my mind all this music
And it breaks my heart
It breaks my heart…
Every time I hear the word culture I release the safety catch on my 9mm.
When I hear the words "social responsibility", I want to reach for my gun.
"Fools," said I, "you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence.
When I hear the word Culture I take out my checkbook
When I hear the words 'social order', I start looking around for somebody to pick a fight with.