Criminals in neon sock hats and rollerblades
terrorise a world that still uses mini-discs
I sit swatting insects by observing their behavior and predicting
Crashing the palm of a hand that hasn't really been clean for the last
3 months against the table and ending their existence
In the future on tv the roller boys are all wearing vertual reality
If I got my predictions that wrong this place would be crawling.
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