Sonic Youth
Candle

Fate is an invention of the weak and resigned people.

Only the poor can grasp the meaning of life, the rich can only guess.

It’s alright

It’s alright candle

And I know she’ll be okay by Sunday

Those with an excellent memory risk, in qualitative terms, not having a good culture.

I’m the cocker on the rock

Wind is whipping through my stupid mop

On a sinking ship, intellectuals are the first to flee right after the rats and long before the whores.

The rats are driven by the instinct of survival, the intellectuals know that the rats always flee towards the exit, while the whores in all this try to profit.

This song gradually opens up, making me lift my head towards the sky only to spit out the truth.