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King mob in a plastic iceberg
Smoking water damaged cigarettes
Observe as he works your wasteland
Pulling punches that you never met

Controlled in a listless air stream
Jets are breathing in his latex eyes
True to form, he is scared to touch them
And your wasteland stays vandalized

Success in a cut glass wardrobe
All the clothes loose like shredded hair
Dream escapes to a closet class war
King mob in a smashed wheel chair

Nerve gas for the walking wounded
Suffocating in a sadists' prayer
Flaming horses on a fading landscape
Break the surface but there is no air

King mob as he vents his anger
Throws a brick through the city gates
Backfires on his wordless offspring
The population disintegrates

Cold stream plus a wash of carbon
Drives his mind like an engine room
Cogs turning like a flawed stage whisper
King mob sings a lifeless tune

Surface stop
Pressure drop
King mob

Faded wrists and the risks worth taking
Cleans his blade with dreams he froze
Metal moments fed on foreign textures
Breaks his mind with the things he knows

King mob at his withered console
Electric arcades run on secret oils
Flicks a switch and he's the God of anger
Pulls a handle and the wasteland spoils

Song writer(s): John Joseph Wardle, Geordie Walker, Martin Clive Atkins, Christopher John Connelly
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Damage Manual - The Damage Manual
is the track #1 from the album The Damage Manual which is released on 2000-09-05. Genre: Electronic | Record Label: 2000 Invisible Records
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