Only Zuul
the crack of the whip
breaking the sky
Only Zuul
the Lightning Bolt
At the bottom of a garbage dump
Below the plastic mountain
Where Unnatural Oils pool
Only Zuul
And in the slowly squeezing hallways
the echo of the heartbeat fades
growing lonely in the dark
in the thickening arteries
in the fat-lined passageways
Only Zuul
