The Want
I ask for water
I ask for sleep
Batteries for my remote
A telephone to speak
Electricity in abundance
Mirror shades
Japanese food
Midnight raid
I ask for silence
I ask for sex
Give me a raygun
Tell me how to dress
Call my mother
Call the priest
Tell them my lover
Has turned a beast
[Chorus]
This situation is now as old as as anything
My eyes see in the darkened
Space of this existence
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
[Chorus]
