The Middle Finger

To wake up in nowhere and know every thing is alright
A minimalistic that marries a mail order bride
To listen to something and have it change your life
Tonight
Wrap your arms around the volume knob
It's like a party worth portraying
It's the age of electronica
When you die I'll be your DJ
And we'll dance and scream and drink to mainstream
Or bury your firstborn and try to get on in life
Imagine the passion that you can create with time
A picture of someone that somebody knew who died
Tonight
The kiss it still manifolds on the children's brows
On the sweet and sour