"Theme Song" lyrics

You are always talking and you never stop
The faceless foreign few
And all the girl's guts in between your teeth
Grow roots into you

I am a victim of the general public
Those sirens scream my name
I am the man in the general public
But my voice remains the same

This a nice place that you've been living in
All processed in cans
Tricking black ponies into a crippled dance
Buried in the sand

You are always talking and you never stop