Soot On The Radio Lyrics

"I must have hit something, by the look of the volume
of oil pouring out of my shuttlecraft, the radiator was
smashed off it's welds, crudely placed on the fan; which
was not turning. It had been a poor day. A day to forget,
and now it would accidentally last a bit longer, and that I
escaped the retarded outskirts of New Kalamazoo; and
had found myself drunk and stranded, already pissed about
the disastrous results my relations had turned. Standing
in a meteor storm at three a.m. Next to my fucked shuttle.
Time to get walking and follow the distant sound of late
night FM radio to the population quads."

I) Mate Housing, Lovell Street; New K-Zoo

Now if I stay a bit too long. To find myself all too lost.
Come push me down. Come beat me down. I deserve
all that came. A sad walk fifteen miles into town.

So if I play with a tomb. I cannot think. I cannot lose.
Come hold me down. Come crush me down. I reserve
a chance to learn. I gave up hope for my world. There's
nothing to give in, you're my plastic girl.

So if I moan from the looks. Afraid to move. Afraid to
stay. Come give me a drink. I need a drink. I'll light a
smoke on my way. There's no hope for my world.