I saw black and white neon,    profound vulgarities left my mouth agape   I saw seven shades of red leaving my veins,    inside a cabin resting in the heart of a blowfish    sushi stands collide   inside a taxiderm office, the blind puppeteer announces 'by god, I'm alive'      if I don't make it back in time   if my heroics can't negate my crime   if I can speak and see clearly   with a blindfold and a gag   that'll be the end of the havoc that I've had      pages torn from the bible I stole   there's a code inside the liner notes   gluttons gone, fists raised high in the air   waiting for the end of the world in an armchair      if I don't make it back in time   if my heroics can't negate my crime   if I can speak and see clearly   with a blindfold and a gag   that'll be the end of the havoc that I've had      I saw simon and simon said to me   I saw simon and simon said to me   "you haven't lived until you've killed"   "you haven't lived until you've killed"   simon ate my head and I became a tree      helicopter floating above my house   waiting for the feds to take me out   but while I wait, may I call you barbara?    that'll be the end of the havoc that I've had      smokey alleys with medicine shops    where you don't need prescriptions   neon signs with faux bolded letters    and misspelled directions      red valley roadkill rivers, mini livers    run down the freeway   black and white neon   light up the night      in the mouth of a desert wind blows down a tree      if I don't make it back in time   if my heroics can't negate my crime   if I can speak and see clearly   with a blindfold and a gag   that'll be the end of the havoc that I've had