1. |
Wastoids
05:01
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earth's slow transition
from habitation to heap of trash
what is the difference
between a thing and the garbage it becomes?
waste all around
you
waste will become you
from body to
corpse
the object loses purpose
i will do
what i can
to not waste
my body
don't want to be
a walking corpse, a wasted life
please let us fight
these garbage lives, these dreamless nights
an empty head
ain't no fuckin use
an ignored world
now that's abuse
the untouched lovers
they drift away
it's a god damn crime
to live that way
i will do
what i can
to not slip into
a state of stasis
'cause that's not life
that's going through the motions
imitation of
the roles they laid out nice and neat
earth's swift transition
from our home to a fossilized garbage dump
when the parasite dies
does the host die too?
i am repulsed
i need to puke, it's getting to me
i'm gonna hurl
these garbage people crowding in
an empty head
ain't no fuckin use
an ignored world
now that's abuse
the untouched lovers
they drift away
it's a god damn shame
to live that way
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2. |
Doesn't Matter-Take Me
05:11
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if society is incidental
in DNA's relentless reproduction, uh huh
if my inner life
is just a silly mutation
is it any less amazing, uh huh
than if some dude in sky
dreams us all from birth til we die
all the love and the tears and the beauty
all so a code can copy copy copy copy copy
i'm not saying i know shit
about if the clown is real or all in my head
all i am trying to say is life is beautiful either way
from clown or DNA
i find it easy to believe
that individuality's a byproduct of human body
that we're all nerve endings of
the clown
also it's easy to believe
that all of what we recognize as life could be a byproduct of
a molecule's function and nature's propensity for change
i'm not saying i know shit
about if the clown is real or all in my head
all i am trying to say is life is beautiful either way
from clown or DNA
take me to the bureaucrat
she's gotta know about that
i need to find a system that works
a series of rules to fool the ghouls
take me to the automat
i gotta get my fix real fast
there must be something wrong with me
i need the grass to calm my ass
take me to the plutocrat
maybe he can tell me flat out
if cash is really where it's at
if it's worth it to be a rat
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3. |
Experiments in Living
03:40
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mistake after mistake after
bullseye after mistake mistake
i'd convinced myself that my
decisions are something other than
experiments in living a life
experiments in living
don't you worry pal
we're all guessing fine
together we are groping at our minds
get it together dude
don't have to fall in line
they don't know any better than you
mild nausea, bit of heartbreak,
if you can some joy: all side effects
of experiments we carry out
on a daily basis
don't you worry pal
we're all guessing fine
together we are all groping at our minds
get it together dude
don't have to fall in line
they don't know any better than you
isn't it nice
to know you're not alone
in your research into how to
live a good life
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4. |
Perma-Song
04:18
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how does it happen
that temporary pain
gives the illusion
it's eternal?
we get so sucked in
so caught up in the trip
it seems the motion
is static
seamlessly it chugs along
not frames in film, not frames at all
change is the only
guarantee that life has offered me
just one direction
in this place that we live
always towards
always
i think that grooving
is a nice way
to warp perception
of time
relentlessly it rides along
the metronomic perma-song
change is the only
guarantee that life has offered me
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5. |
Destroy
03:57
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death toll is rising
the bodies piling high
this human blood lust
has really gone awry
and no one's asking why
don't cry
dry eyes
we'd hang em by their ties
but why should more die
they're feeding children hatred
teaching battle cries
the power systems have a disease
far beyond sleaze
the war machine must be smashed
it must be destroyed
the crooked cash hogs
their goblets overflow
with human blood now
i've really gotta go
i've gotta hit the road
the crowd is writhing
they've gotta kill for peace
the enemy is real
annihilate the beasts
their lives worth less than least
no more
bad guys
we'd hang em by their ties
but why should more die
they're feeding children hatred
teaching battle cries
the power systems have a disease
far beyond sleaze
the war machine must be smashed
it must be destroyed
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6. |
Continuum
02:21
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it may seem funny
it may seem weird
i’ll take mine runny
it’s worse than we feared
i’ll handle heartbreak
i’ll handle tears
i’ll cling to joy now
then grasp at it’s rear
i know that i know that
it’s a constant flow
it’s weird being here
trapped after all these years
continuum
that’s all it is
these silly ridges
aren’t anything
these categories
these blocks of time
these eggs and baskets
these faulty rhymes
aren’t worth a dime
maybe it’s spacy
maybe it’s firm
maybe it’s blackness
maybe just worms
maybe it’s cool there
maybe it’s not
maybe it’s pretty
maybe just rot
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7. |
Halfway Zen
03:47
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i am the guy
who reads off my inner monologue
i am the dude
who swallows all my platitudes
i am the fool
who got caught nude in the swimming pool
i’m just try ing i’m just try ing
i i i
gotta be halfway zen
i think i can see the end
i i i’m
sure this is the path
i’ve just got to check the math
i’m the skeptic
who argues from my vanity
i’m not the skeptic
who probes from curiosity
i’m just try ing i’m just try ing
i i i
gotta be halfway zen
i think i can see the end
i i i
can see the light
i knew it’d be this bright
i i i
followed the rules
i used the right tools
i i i
gotta be halfway zen
i know it’s just around the bend
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8. |
The Big Fight
02:50
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went over to the village square
i heard the bikers brought despair
i heard they hit us bad as can be
they're jiving hard on violent fantasy
oh please
on your knees
over at the city hall
i heard the bikers burnt it all
now the leaders wearing a suit
he's riding high on all the loot
bad fruit
nice boots
that roach in the jean jacket
he's running quite a racket
those thugs in the skyscraper now
they're children playing god
ain't it odd?
bumming around the slaughterhouse
wearing a shirt that's got mickey mouse
got my grip on the knife
gotta take a life to feed my lovely wife
looks like
we lost
big fight
looks like we lost the big fight
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9. |
Greedy Motherfuckers
04:06
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when the men in suits
start to call the shots
that's when all the freaks are drowned
in cold hard cash
when systems coalesce
against the people who
those systems are designed for
that means the dollars run too deep
those greedy motherfuckers
cash is a zero sum game
they've gotten sick in the head
now they can't get enough bread
you greedy motherfuckers
hang on tight to your cheddar
it's worth more than the lives
of the people working overtime
for that sweet sweet dime
doing pantomime
of a life in line
when the human mind
gets twisted by the paper
priorities jiggle loose
and human life's no more sacred than a pile of green
those who stand up
talking like prophets
they're propped up on that shtick
by the men whose minds are sick
those greedy motherfuckers
cash is a zero sum game
they've gotten sick in the head
now they can't get enough bread
you greedy motherfuckers
hang on tight to your cheddar
it must be sweet as slime
to guarantee that your crimes
won't be denied
by the power tribe
such an easy bribe
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10. |
Piggies
04:31
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slobbered-on cigars
big ol' sacks o' dollars
piggies on the beach
piggies on the boardwalk
waiting on line
to ride the carousel
let those piggies
ride the carousel
big ol' can o' hu
man repellant sprayin'
nobody's allowed
near the boardwalk no more
piggies
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