In each package you can find a deal which you've been assigned and a schedule to re-enact
This might prepare you
The defining marks and the kind, horrible czars
Vicious cycles station men until early on Sundays
Three hundred feet of 90 volt in a blindly open fuse
Reverends negotiate the term without over-correcting
Aliens and marlboros, harlots and surnames
Lead me into martial law, document the rain
Diplomacy's a washboard but it only seems to fall
Ground serrate the edges, ignite the nicest lady you implore
And the most familiar places I have no recollection
Of brush fires and dust and the sounds to wake me up
I do know that I've been here and that this rollbar can protect me
But my willingness to get a grip has criminally escaped me
I mean I know the city will overcrowd again so we could all back to losing
Watch the city overcrowd again so we could all get back to losing
(Why don't you turn off the record now, and you and a friend talk about all the things that you like about this world of mine?
Bye everybody.)