“Trees scream and drop bright leaves”

“Scream in despair over Meat and Metal Microphone”

“Trees hang their branches”

“Banks burn, boys die bullet-eyed, mothers scream realization the vast tonnage of napalm”

“our means in America to control the money munching war machine, bright lit industry”

“artificial trees, robot sofas,Ignorant cars-One Way Street to Heaven”

“The whole blear worldof smoke and twisted steelaround my head in a railroadcar, and my mind wanderingpast the rust into futurity:I saw the sun go downin a carnal and primevalworld, leaving darknessto cover my railroad trainbecause the other side of theworld was waiting for dawn.”