Hamster Suite

You don't remember your dreams They still make you strange The sun is a wheel The day is a cage Your history is a bitch You've got one good arm We ain't gonna work On your post-luck farm You don't remember your dreams They still make you strange The sun is a wheel The day is a cage Let them see your teeth Every crooked charm As you float over the reeds And you turn into a bomb You don't remember your dreams They still make you strange The sun is a wheel The day is a cage