Morning New Disease

Morning new disease, charcoal in bed
 Bone soaked, anemic, listen in horror
 To the scraping of flatware and china
 And saran wrap to stifle libido
 Air shaft, a chasm, their lives flung open
 Sickness is a time for hating your neighbors
 In their milk flats with five kids too many
 Having day sex because they're all daughters
 And you're thinking the same two things
 Over and over again
 I am dreaming of a life, I am dreaming of waking up
 There's this anger rising cancer in me, standing like a wall
 Between the waking world I seek and this infected plane of sleep
 Love, come like an axe to all this ice and set me free
 There's a black rewarding book beneath this stiff sheet if you look carefully
 Noise, police, white hearse, TV air wave methadone
 Diet, contact, safe sex, antibiotic
 For your safety we've taken sharp objects
 It's their object to keep you from waking
 Taste test serenade, we dig the grave
 Lose weight astrologically, no money down
 For your enjoyment we've excised the dialog
 For your protection we've installed this camera
 Just keep thinking the same clean thoughts
 And keep telling yourself it's alright
 I am dreaming of a life and it's not the life that's mine
 In a stolen car I rocket west out past that Jersey line
 And the robots in their riot gear glimmer in my rear view mirror
 Love came like an axe and had her way with this coarse earth
 And a rich deserving book, she was recovered and understood and I awoke