"I woke up this morning and got myself a beer, I woke up this morning and got myself a beer, because the future
is uncertain and the end is always near"
heavy blues guitar riffs, a sweaty man in the shadow of a microphone
"you are all a bunch of slaves"
the crowd silence somewhat. "what did he say?"
"you need them to tell you what to do"
the crowd goes quiet, and so does the band.
"you love it it, you love getting your face pushed down in the mud"
the crowd now getting frustrated,"this isn't music" we want entertainment they moan.
"you love being pushed around and told what to do"
crowd starts booing, "get off the stage loser"
the singer, this mysterious mayhem man start stroking the mic stand.
"you want to see it don't you?"
"yes" the crowd loves it "yes we want to see it" now this is entertainment to them.
"come up here and suck it" he fakes it, showing his hand trying to make it look like his cook, a lament for his cook.
Someone jumps the stage holding a sheep. "love animals"
the singer smiles "I fuck her but she is too young" and starts laughing
the band tries to start the concert again.
chaos erupts.
"dead rats, dead rats, dead rats ..."
the stage gets stormed, police try to fight back the onslaught but they get overrun. The stage starts collapsing, the band runs off and the singer, this man alone falls off the stage and continue the concert in the crowd.
"You know the day destroys the night, Night divides the day, Tried to run, tried to hide, Break on through to the other side"
the night slowly dissipates into the steady steaming roar of thousands and thousands of people...