Long Live Instant Pandemonium
Robert Pollard
[Verse 1]
Conditions very good for blunder
Prediction very bleak I know
I listen as you speak in thunder
I wonder
I listen then I get the message
What little space for worthiness
Auctioned for the heart of lovers
Asunder
[Verse 2]
Conditions very good I'm late
Positions we created aren't enough
Volition of your own, an ostrich
Is hiding
[Verse 3]
I'm picking through the spoils of plunder
I'm legging through the lot alright
Condition very bad I told you
A lizard is loose tonight
And long live instant pandemonium
Burn me a copy of your soul tonight baby
I need a round of rounds
Yea but yea
Well alright
Well alright
Well alright