She's the girl on the carousel With the drums and the horns and the bells When she rides alone it's a mournful tone No one else around as the horses go up and down I like the sound of the carousel Hearing the drums and the horns and the bells When the music plays it's the best of days While she rides around and the horses go up and down The...Learn More

We'll need a new jungle as the zoo age begins We'll hunt down television sets and kill them for their skins We'll squeeze the juice from cell phones and we'll smear it on our faces While zebra cars at dusk drink from a gasoline oasis With our necklaces of radio teeth and barcode face tattoos We'll build a tribal fire of sound bites cut from...Learn More