I ask for water I ask for sleep batteries for my remote telephone to speak electricity in abundance mirror shades japanese food midnight raid I ask for silence I ask for sex give me a ray gun tell me how to dress call my mother call the priest tell them my lover has turned a beast this situation is now as old as anything my eyes see in the darkened space of this existance i ask for strength a clear head maybe a razor to paint you red i want radar i want a light i want division i want to fight