it all began with a burst
Singer:bashi, kishi
and the source was your laughter
used your face as a mascot
and the medicine came after
one of many in the mess hall
making money on the desktop
was at war with fast cars
many chemicals in the eyes of the master
for the love of the soft game
made of models set in plaster
when in doubt of the last year
dip your hand in the blender
in your wallet was your gender
in the shadow of your blender
was a secret of the bedroom
it all began with burst now
and the chemicals came after
it was a race to be faster
in the style of the master