A Poem Using Only QOTSA song titles.

Run, pig, run
Everybody knows that you’re insane
You know what you did
If only
I was a teenage hand model
Go with the flow
Quick and to the pointless
Who will be next in line?

Run, pig, run
Keep your eyes peeled
No one knows
I think I lost my headache
God is on the radio
You think I aint worth a dollar…
In the fade
You’re so vague
These aren’t the droids you’re looking for…