Heaven's Devils Patch

Mike
People, place or thing, Mackel he’s to blame,
thats ‘cause he’s insane, faculties deranged,
masks on people’s faces acting real but ain’t,
asking me to change?
Have to ease the pain.
Garnet
Nudes on the phone, groupies at the show
locked bathroom doors, brought back some whores,
chalk up a line, snort it off the breast,
got the Heaven’s Devils patch up on your chest,
Mike
Apathy is taking place after we erased,
wait stay, that’ll be the day,
Actually it’s great, casualties of fate,
had to leave, away, said Auf Wiedersehen,
Garnet
expensive microphones, cheap studios,
she can sing it gritty, she’s a beauty though,
redhead in a red dress
read the paper on her way to breakfast,
left her doggy in the booth while she was screaming through
the Neumann-87 in the vocal room
engineer’d by Watson, got the part in minutes,
drove across the city to a few auditions,
Mike
It’s happening too late, have to see the day,
that I lead the way, randomly astray,
rather be a maze than stranded in it either way,
these days it takes a battle to behave.