# it's not ideal to wank in public spaces, unless publicly

## outline
This song is about why it's probably not ideal to wank in public spaces and why it's probably even a bad idea. Or not.  
To be less cryptic, I want to try to tackle the glorious problem of how much one should be open about his own unpopular opinion (not as your usual conversation padding) in front of other human beings.  
My take is that first you ignore other human beings as much as you can. Then voila.  

If I write a song elaborating grand moral doctrines and assertions, it won't be a song no more. It'll be a boring, boring propaganda which will still appeal to those I don't intend on appealing to.  
So instead of getting the big words out one by one I want to go extremely low on the ground. Half buried in it even.  

## construction area

browsing through the favourite porn site is your  
profession, passion, devotion, and chore  
to reach that perfectly balanced, legally dubious  
30 seconds of physiological and psychedelic  
outburst.  

the exhausted materials are not exactly  
below par once applied and  
you deeply know that too.  
still the expedition for more kicks off  
at the there or thereabouts of the clock  
most if not all of the days.  

it's the blind faith in encountering  
something different and in the top bin  
even when a thousand out of ten times  
the results are but repetitions and impersonations  
to an effigy of nonsense that won't even  
glance the softest of woodworks