Retrovertigo - Mr. Bungle

Before you advertise

All the fame is implied

With no fortune unseen

Sell the rights

To your blight

Time-machine

While I’m dulled by excess

And a cynic at best

My art imitates crime

Paid for by The allies

So invest

Now I’m finding truth is a ruin

Nauseous end that nobody is pursuing

Staring into glassy eyes

Mesmerized

There’s a vintage thirst returning

But I’m sheltered by my channel-surfing

Every famine virtual

Retrovertigo

A tribute to false memories

With conviction

Cheap imitation

Is it fashion or disease?

Post-ironic

Remains a mouth to feed

Sell the rights

To your blight

And you’ll eat

Now I’m finding truth is a ruin

Nauseous end that nobody is pursuing

Staring into glassy eyes

Mesmerized

See the vintage robot wearied

Then awakened by revision theories

Every famine virtual

Retrovertigo