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Terrestrial Menace
04:58
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Descend upon me antiquity
Immerse me in entropy, wash me clean, and render me equal to thee
For upon the bluff burns a beacon bright
It calls to the wicked and comforts the righteous, and loosens the night’s grip upon me
Pray deliver us swiftly to sleep
This terrestrial menace roams free
You’re so high class, that’s why I hate you
I don’t know the handshake your daddy taught you
You say cigar I say cigarbage
I’ll use a straw to drink your craft beer
I’ll cut your peated whiskey with soda
I’ll crash potstill with Coca-Cola
Straight from the bottle: Chenin-fucking-blanc!
I’ll syphon petrol from your golf cart
I’ll work Niknaks into your caviar
I’ll slap a bumper sticker on your sports car
I shall send you a tacky bouquet
I’ll talk politics at your soiree
I’ll tell your maid about the CCMA
Everybody’s so much better than me
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2. |
Do the Hate
02:52
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Everybody do the Hate!
Here’s the hook, you are the bait
Grab your friends and come on down
They put poison in us then
We are poisoning us now
Keep ‘em out of schools, keep ‘em poor
Keep reminding them who not to vote for
This machine runs on discontent
You will not receive a thing
but a kaleidoscope of broken dreams
I curse the reigns drowning Africa
Target fear through analyses
Force-feed bespoke realities
A world tyrants paid for you to see
First it floods our screens, then our veins
We are isolated, subjugated
Complacent, complaint, divided shall we stand
Do the Hate!
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3. |
Real Boy
03:08
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I am a puppet, and you are a mannequin
You’re not a real boy
Sedentary theories of conspiracy
are what you came for / they bring you comfort /
they pull you under
It’s nice to think that someone’s in control of this symphony
But the song is chaos, chance, and happenstance
While you pose, I’ll dance
I am a monkey, you are an anemone
You’re not a real boy
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4. |
Double Cross
03:11
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It matters what people think of you
Might just be what matters most in this life
But it also matters just who those people are
For believing what they say will only get you so far
Now I don’t know what’s best for me
And some things are easier for others to see
But I can’t trust your words tonight
I’ve been pushed to the edge and burnt by betrayal
Now it’s all I see. Betrayal has left marks on me
These walls are so high and I don’t know what’s in your heart tonight
Another day another double cross
A handful of confidants are all you can trust
And if you’re counting them on two, best review
For when that list gets long you can bet that it’s wrong
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5. |
Five Less Fingers
00:58
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Happy new year! Five less fingers!
Happy new year! One less eye!
Should old acquaintance be forgot and
never brought to mind?
Like alcohol, combustibles, and fire in the sky
It’s barking dogs and burning roofs, and sirens in the night
It’s fun and games until you get to take that midnight ride
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6. |
Hypervirus
03:24
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Forever cower in fear
Brought to our knees, defeated, another step apart
Don’t want to disappear
Contented in the pretense that this ship will stay the course
Now with the gears seized in uncharted seas
We are aimlessly adrift on our fragility
I look to sky; the stars are burning bright
What they portend is not a pretty
How very fitting that we are always running from ourselves
Wee are our own worst enemy
Behold the chosen slew
No use trying to hide from her, nature selected you
So cue the wise men bearing gifts of certainty
For they watched the world burn in a fever dream
The devil that you know is already here
In case the one you don’t does not appear
No compassion, no solution
Just paranoia replicating inside use
Don’t we all just love to hype this virus
Hypervirus has come to cause anaphylaxis
We’re waiting for what revelation has in store
The beast is here, his people are sincere
We’ll all have fun until the rapture doesn’t come
Then broken mirrors and choking smoke
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7. |
Human Condition
03:53
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I am a hunger that no sustenance can sate
I am a thirsting that no fountain can sedate
I am libido and a lust you’ll never slake
And you need not feed me, need not feed me,
for I feed on you
You and your dreams are not what they seem
For as you scramble to live up to those god-like standards
I’ll watch you die/fall
When I’m in control
I am a light that beckons brightly in the night
And all you invertebrates come calling at the sight
The price of admission is but a trifle, but a song
I’ll give you purpose, bring you surplus,
make you move along
The human condition paves my way
So stay in your lane baby
I’ll grind your bones and break your brain
I promise you’ll feel no pain
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8. |
Elbow Anus
01:50
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You love to double down on dumbing down
And I don’t know what is wrong with you baby
Hands are tied, computer says no
Malignant obedience has got to go
Don’t want your purity
Don’t want your clarity
Don’t want to listen to a word you say
Don’t want your good advice
Don’t need your sacrifice
I already have an asshole, I don’t need another one today
You close your questions when they open arms
They get you coming and the get you going
Spinning gears bereft of teeth
A fish in the sea of inefficiency
You delay until it’s too late
House ablaze while you pontificate
Sitting pretty on your hands
Year of the sloth, head in the sand
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9. |
Stratupadus
03:56
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The music hasn’t been the same since the devil left the band
Since the left has banned the devil outrage
saturates this land
Your virtue is not a virtue, it’s just a line drawn in the sand
A brand-new set of taboos will not make
a generation understand
But make them/me jealous and they/I’ll change
Showcase the benefits of what is new and strange
Lord knows we’ll make mistakes along the way
But I cherish my regrets and I’m not done changing yet
No-one has had a change of heart upon the threat of pain
And it’s ridiculous to want opinions all the same
Don’t call yourself a liberal if your goal is thought control
Consensus isn’t science and I’ll get there if I get there on my own
Seems like they straight up hate us
Self-righteous idiots will chaste us all away
Woke inquisition has failed us
They’ve sanctified the left and they’re
churching down dissent
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10. |
Vitamin C
02:29
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He was a good old boy
He got himself forsaken
I got a lump in my throat, and it’s cold outside
But Vitamin C’s gonna make it alright
It’s the postnasal drip that I can’t resist
So drop a line to my pharmacist
Every single thing you say makes them want to look away
Would you like some confidence?
You know you don’t like yourself now
Well Vitamin C can show you how
Every twenty minutes gonna need a dose
You know it’s important to complete the course
if you don’t wanna feel like you don’t exist
How the fuck can you live like this?
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11. |
Reprise
04:14
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You’re coming on way too strong
The chords you strike are wrong
But I’ll keep playing along until it’s gone away
I still despise and I shall see you falling
I shall reprise this role and see you…
You keep me in this cage
It keeps you warm and safe
But there will come a day when it’s gone away
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