Thundarr

And I keep in my pocket some radioactive waste
 That way I know, that way I know this won't happen again
 And I keep in my locket a picture of perfect confined to a face
 That way I know, that way I know she's who she claims
 And my concept of beauty is not just the standard names
 None of the painted, none of the ossified, none of the fame
 It's not like something that matters
 Like a comet entering your space
 Causing extinction, splitting the moon on its way
 When I close my eyes, motionless and safe
 I make up a smell, I make up a voice, I make up a name
 I keep in my stomach, an ulcer of hope dripping with rage
 That way I know, that way I feel you enter my veins
 I follow the pathways, but they always converge at the same place
 The road not taken is just the same as the usual way
 My eyes in their sockets see all of these things that wrinkle my brain
 And that's why I feel, that's why I act so out place