Ring the bells for the blind and deaf.
If my thought-dreams could be seen/ They'd probably put my head in a guillotine.
Cop comes down the street crazy as a loon, he throws us in jail for carrying harpoons.
I accept chaos, I'm not sure whether it accepts me.
every pleasure's got an edge of pain, pay your ticket and don't complain
You always got to be prepared but you never know for what.