Lemoncholic Songtext
von Stripmall Architecture

Is bunker kissers what we are?*
Through cinder blocks
We wander hand in hand
Apocalyptic wonderland
With our best dresses and blue suits
We stroll through stripmalls
With our cash in hand
It′s our atomic motherland
Hide from enemies invisible From threats and ends that are unthinkable
That never happen and they never will
Are we all Lemoncholic?
Marvel at the pointlessness
Of secrects kept and now reclassified
It probably wasn't worth the time
Cement romantics in concrete
The fears we held have spilled out nationwide
Across the continent′s divide