"so what happened? were you bored in Manchester?"
"bored? no i wasn't fucking bored
i'm never bored
that's the trouble with everybody, you're all so bored!
you've had the nature explained to ya, and you're bored with it!
you've had the living body explained to ya, and you're bored with it!
you've had the universe explained to ya, and you're bored with it!
so now you want cheap thrills and like plenty of 'em
and it doesn't matter how tawdry
or how vacuous they are
as long as it's new
as long as it's new
as long as it flashes and fucking bleeps
in forty fucking different colours
but whatever else you could say about me
i'm not fucking bored!"

<Mother Tareka>
The water's never stagnant
the sky's looking down at the humans like
"the fuck happened?"
what's the net worth of all these actions?
uncivilized suits with violent reactions
pacified factions of society
lacking sobriety frying deep fats
and looking at coloured maps to entertain the ID drive
across the planet to prove they're still alive
barely lucid fragments of life

<Lee Reed>
life smothered in comfort
sprayed fake butter plates
of the instant trace element tastes
and Glutamates Fructoses comatose
and who know what think let alone eat or drink
or what designer stink is made to make you think shit
paid to make instinct with no blinking
got wallet in the sink with subconscious spaces
product placement that go straight to your brain
it's deeply ingrained the pleasure or the pain mix
comfort's a fix and junkies wanna hit that
working man lift some
soma 'cause your shift's done
come on baby get some
comfort's nice
so have a big slice of it! right?
you can just turn down the lights on it for tonight
just put it to the side
you'll never make it right
turn the blanket up high!
turn the blanket up high high high!
turn the blanket up high high high!

"don't you see that comfort can be dangerous?
i mean you like to be comfortable and I like to be comfortable too,
but comfort can lull you into a dangerous tranquility"

"see what i'm saying basically is
you can't make an omelet without cracking a few eggs
and humanity is just a cracked egg
and the omelet stinks"

<Mother Tareka>
i've broadcast my own revival from that passive status
rediscovered a most angry mother nature
hoping she could reach
'cause i didn't recognize my own mirror's stranger
hoping she could teach
drink spiked with bleach to stimulate my taste buds
over-fried sensory's forgotten what taste was
all i got left is taste
electric blanket rendition

"i like the cold! my god!
i never realized! I don't want a blanket
it's fun to be cold! i could snuggle up
against you even more because it's cold!
all sorts of things occur to you!
turn on that electric blanket
its like taking a tranquelizer
its like being lobotomized by watching television"

<Mother Tareka & Lee Reed>
please lord no! no remote control!
please lord no! no six o'clock report!
please lord no! no talking head quote!
please lord no! no radiation glow!
please lord no! no microwavable!
please lord no! no shit i cant afford!
please lord no! no more thought control!
please lord please wake the peeps from they sleep!

please lord have mercy
please lord have mercy
have mercy on my soul
i have dug my own grave
i'm a victim of the craze
i've created troubles

now let it breathe! now let it breathe!