I saw one in a pretty little package

All processed up like a chicken liver sandwich

Coming at me like every bad dream

I tried to forget

Swallow in the mire

Postcards of self-control

Five-petal flowers of sunshine

Trip men of sand

Knucklehead

What shines in proximity

Is dulled by over-simplicity

I don't believe old man Ford

Thought he was making an art

Swallow in the mire

Postcards of self-control

Five-petal flowers of sunshine

Trip men of sand

Knucklehead