Tekster: Smashing Pumpkins. Atom Bomb.

Away to the side you move your head
Gravity fingers dig in your back
The strangest man won't let you breathe
Rocking on you in a movie scene

His words fill your mouth
His guests bleed sick, devoid of touch

He lets out to the streets where you were raised
Sittin' home waiting for the coming age
You had to wait your turn
You had to wait your turn

Wake up early, wash up late
Satellites connect you to your hate
Your patience grows but your skin is thin
The pager signals, they're coming in

Through the hole in the wall
You left a hole in the wall
Here's to the atom bomb
May everyone find a way to get on

Seven is all you seek
In the same old re-run week after week
Their faces make you want to kill
Their little piece of heaven singing on the window sill

No lights can turn you on
Pix elate the night, feed in the words

Of your eyes on the streets where you were born
Sittin' home waiting for the coming dawn
And you're the hole in the wall
You left a hole in the wall