Yeah bang your head…bang them. 

Bang,BAng,BANg, BANG…

Nobody’s watching…bang. 

I am telling you there’s no tommorow…bang them for infinity. 

Can you see those flickering lights out there? 

they are calling us. Come on let’s swirl through these bangs. 

Everyday all of you go to your vacant bed with men and women…

but not today…we will have sex right here…a storm of spiritual intercourses. 

Let me tell you something, there never was any tommorow…you all went for a blazing sleepover and just then only a tommorow happened. 

So many nights of sadistic nostalgia…fuck them…all of them, 

see lights are coming…

when they will come, just let the rambling transparencies prevail…

Bang all the way…let the spilled hairs do the dreaming.