Under construction A sense of destruction Hanging over my head like a ten ton anvil Anti-creation Annihilation All of my insides spread out on the table Send in the surrealists Coz it's getting absurd I can't believe my eyes Things we're being sold it's no wonder I'm going mad it's the feeling That we're being had Stuck in illusion A false resolution Catastrophic view of what's all around me In all the distraction Too little abstraction Mediocrity is eating the fabric Send in the surrealists etc