"Support Systems" lyrics

Think of life as a battle between ghosts and liars
Or think of it as a barrier to self-fulfilment
Is everybody made of skin here?
Yes, we're all made of skin
And bone and ligament

Let's hear it for the bi-peds
Those horrible monsters
Let the hotel line managers decide their fate
Let's hear it for the bi-peds
Those horrible monsters
Those grinning mogodons with their painted on slogans

Salt and its stains, salt and its stains
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains, salt
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains, salt
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains, salt
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains, salt

Think of death as a medium-sized yellow robot
That should help

Salt and its stains, salt and its stains
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains, salt
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains, salt
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains, salt
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains, salt