I am just waiting in a room.nI only sleep but half the time.nI am berating onlookers now,nsilently greeting pleasant eyes.nnHello.nnI am just waiting in a room.nMy mind will slip from time to time.nI am relaying from the roof now,nmessages bouncing from the wires.nnIt's another day of fucking up a race horse.nWater mains will rinse off the mud.nBurn away the mark of our maker nownwhile we're alive.nnI am just waiting in a room.nMy body lets the tale unwind.nIt tells how money turns the world round.nThis body welcomed its demise.nnIt's another day of fucking up a race horse.nWater mains will rinse off the mud.nBurn away the image, pull the blinders down.nAnd with hope a sound will mean the end.nnOur monikers are phrases uttered.nHe was wakes the others.nHis family is dead.nnThey follow close to our tailnHow we gonna save ourselves?nThey follow close to our tailnHow we gonna save ourselves?nHow we gonna save ourselves?nnLasix. Selenium. Thrush. Rain rot. Premarin.nDragged by the nose, trotted out for the motorists.nFoal scours. Paralysis. Puncture site abscesses.nSodium pentobarbitol. Euphoriants.nGlutamine. Zithromax. Cialis. Celebrex.nNo one is safe 'til my horse wins again.nnThe bastard strangle ofnthis hateful worldnis a captive bolt gun.nWe're disposable.nnWhy are we so angry?nWhy are we so bored?nWhy are we so angry?nWe can't say no.nNot anymore.nnWhy are we so angry?nWhy are we so bored?nWhy are we so angry?nWe can't say no.nNot anymore.nn'Til my horse wins again.