Well The Deputy Walks On Hard Nails

I Kissed Goodbye The Howling Beast On The Borderline Which Separated You From Me.

He's Hell Bent For Destruction, He's Afraid And Confused, And His Brain Has Been Mismanaged With Great Skill.

Thinking Of A Series Of Dreams Where The Time And The Tempo Fly And There's No Exit In Any Direction 'cept The One That You Can't See With Your Eyes

Either I'm Too Sensitive, Or Else I'm Gettin' Soft

We Are Singing Today Of The Wipe-out Gang - The Wipe-out Gang Buys, Owns & Operates The Insanity Factory - If You Do Not Know Where The Insanity Factory Is Located, You Should Hereby Take Two Steps To The Right, Paint Your Teeth & Go To Sleep.