Lyrics of Circle one

(written by the germs)
I'm darby crash.
A social blast.
Chaotic master....
I'm darby crash.
I'm your own,
The young smack.
Getting faster,
I'm darby crash.
A one-way match....
Demonic flasher.
Deep, deep, deep in my eyes.
It's a round, round, round cirlce of lives.
It's a tame, tame, tame sort of world
Where you're caught, bought, taught as it twirls.
I'm darby crash,
A social blast.
Chaotic master,
I'm darby crash.
Your mecca's gash,
Prophetic stature;
I'm darby crash.
A one way match,
Demonic flasher.
Deep, deep, deep in his eyes.
It's a round, round, round cirlce of lives.
It's a tame, tame, tame sort of world
Where you're caught, bought, taught as it twirls.
She's darby crash,
As social blast.
Chaotic master....
Snap, crackle, pop.
In here.
Snap, crackle pop.
Out there.