John Vanderslice - Speed Lab (Chris Walla Robot mix) lyrics

Speed lab, speed lab On the edge of an artichoke farm We work through harm Tweaked and well paid We forgave What the chemicals did To our hands, lungs and face Clearly marking our fall from grace Our fall from grace Speed lab, speed lab Sun sang through eucalyptus We sang along Angela I met her there Sweating out the San Francisco run Every hotel on the five Was our very own pleasure dive Our own pleasure dive Speed lab Giveth and taketh away The love, tender loving, money, money spending Was before the fire, the DEA Those who survived the fire fled alone I know that God hates alchemical work I love him lonely, but in the end What else to do but begin again To do but begin again