Thin White Rope - Wand lyrics

The whites of this wand are culled from a visit to the valley of the bones The black staff's carved from tropic wood cut down in summer storms As hot and cold air rub together, make lightning in the sky So do these distillates of two dark lands conjoin to endow... Look through the air, do you see contrails gone from the sky? Yeah, and you see lovelight reflected from Ed Gein's eye Doctors and orderlies weep as new children are born A rash of mistakes sweeps the nations' maternity wards Borderguards everywhere turn and s** their guns Every leader is sterilized along with his firstborn son We can't find the airwaves, they've disappeared into next week At last god is silent, he's lost all his power to speak It might be the last of the changes you'd see, but I'll make my mother a house on the hill that overlooks the sea Get off on this wand if you want, but let me tell you girl It's about as effective as my dick for changing the world