Ticker-Tape of the Unconscious lyrics
by Stereolab
The coldest of monsters erupted in a dance
Repulsive depiction I will learn to regard
In a dance it came up
Bloody beast from the id
Understand give a hand
Potpourri
Come to me
It’s a painful effort to remember these things
Fill me up so that I almost choke
Each memory is a mixture of excrement and honey