Like a rock, like a planet   Like a fucking atom bomb   I'll remain unperturbed by the joy and the madness   that I encounter everywhere I turn,   I've seen it all along,   in books and magazines,   like a twitch before dying,   like a pornographic scene,   there's a flower behind the window,   there's an ugly laughing man,   like a hummingbird in silence,   like the blood on my door,   it's the generator      oh yeah, oh yeah, like the blood on my door,   wash me clean and I will run until I reach the shore,   I've known it all along like the bone under my skin,   like actors in a photograph,   like paper in the wind,   there's a hammer by the window,   there's a knife on the floor,   like turbines in darkness,   like the blood on my door,   it's the generator