(He invites the storm.
He lives by instinct,
with fears that are not fears,
but prickles of ecstacy.)
This code is cracked!
I don't expect
whatever I spat out to stick
awash in the signs,
sick from the lack.
Spliced in,
spliced in
second-hand words and screen for skin.
Forcing out sounds,
facing outside
again.
Reified and refined,
blurring every line.
Just want a way not to be what gets sold to me.
FF=66 explains you're sick.
Spins on the axis od promise
and lick lack luck
reveals all tricks.
He lives by instinct,
with fears that are not fears,
but prickles of ecstacy.)
I don't expect
whatever I spat out to stick
awash in the signs,
sick from the lack.
Spliced in,
spliced in
second-hand words and screen for skin.
Forcing out sounds,
facing outside
again.
blurring every line.
Just want a way not to be what gets sold to me.
FF=66 explains you're sick.
Spins on the axis od promise
and lick lack luck
reveals all tricks.
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From the de Soto FYOOS vinyl re-release lyric sheet:
1.)"'FF=66' contains an excerpt from "the Seafarer" by William Carlos Williams, from "The Collected Poems of William Carlos Williams 1939-1962" (the parenthetical part above)
2.) The lyrics match up except for the last "verse":
"FF=66 FF=66 Six six feet deep in the irony You'll see the light It's getting bigger"