Baxter Songtext
von Sloan

Milkman in your burgundy and white van
Aid me in my efforts to abuse you
Implied are the errors of my ways
And past your eyes go the memories
Of days gone by


The vanity of you and I colliding
Is felt only by the two of us
Green rivers and packages for hiding
The self-serving and perfectly impossible to open up

Without technological intervention
Technological intervention
Technological intervention
Technological intervention

I′m sending out my signals
And he picks up the keys, yeah
So open up your vials now
And release this disease