John Vanderslice - Speed Lab Lyrics
Speed lab, speed labOn the edge of an artichoke farmWe work through harmTweaked and well paidWe forgaveWhat the chemicals didTo our hands, lungs and faceClearly makring our fall from graceOur fall form graceSpeed lab, speed labSun sang through eucalyptus,We sang alongAngelaI met her there,Sweating out the San Francisco runEvery hotel on the fiveWas our very own pleasure diveOur own pleasure diveSpeed labGiveth and taketh awayThe love, tender loving, money, money spendingWas before the fire, the DEA.Those who survived the fire fled aloneI know that God hates alchemical workI love him lonely, but in the endWhat else to do but begin againTo do but begin again