I’m a space cadet I’ll be the first to admit it Feeling inundated with surface noise skip Swamped with static hiss crackle blip Feel like I’m wound too tight Mainline the power grid tonight
Hooked up to the tv iv Drain drain all day Whispers quietly away Klips and blips Steer me out into the stream Of channel-scratching noise And away from the world
Space cadet I’ll be the first to admit it I’m double-sided in three ways
Fractionalised behind bit-mapped eyes I miss your digitised face Broken in pixelate
Desynchronise Come unglued Stretch out your strands And I’ll connect with you Disconnect with you
Stubbed out your frustration In my ashtray hole In my black-and-blue soul
Pour my brain into a paper cup and Scrape myself across the universe
I’ll be your king of decay If you’ll be my queen of despair We’ll make a lovely desperate pair
