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Don't Fuck With Mr. Zero
02:20
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Strap him in. Hold on. You kill to fulfill revenge. Who's wrong? Pull the switch, takes two. Shows me what you are. Guilt pervades you.
Mr. Zero's all around, he populates the underground.
Innocents have died. They don't care. They know that. You know why? Privatize the cells. More prisons, more profits, labor sells.
Mr. Zero's all around, he populates the underground.
You might be. You might be saved.
You're mighty. You're mighty brave.
Disrupts U.S. domination tricks by popular demand. popular demand. popular the man?
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Looking through my things:
Textile ,Tech, Papers and Hearts
I won't forget.
Under the docs my planet locked.
They pray out front...
Alarm Sounds.
I created a monster with wings.
watch it fly. watch it hit the sky. watch it dive.
Deep dark and dank.
It all makes sense.
I celebrate what I create.
These are my past electric pets.
The heavy box...
Alarm Sounds.
I created a monster with wings.
watch it fly. watch it hit the sky. watch it dive.
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3. |
Maple Causes Cancer
03:13
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Letters pounce
the pressing
private fears.
The stereo is
in the dresser.
Are they ears?
I can address the modus that I saw.
Burn as the marrow oozes out gold doves.
Forty years.
An acre.
Garden scenes.
Electron Proton
Buried buggys,
Toys, and dreams.
I can address the modus that I saw.
Burn as the marrow oozes out gold bars.
Fortress
so creative.
Hit the room.
Set the piece
to paper.
Flourish doomed?
I can address the modus that I saw.
Burn as the marrow oozes out gold bars.
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4. |
Numbers Mean Nothing
02:19
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Raze the logic boards
lest I fall apart.
Hyper active laws:
lights switched on and off,
Time out...numbers mean nothing
You'll find out that numbers mean nothing
channels aways up,
sneaky signs of the cross,
sheets can't cover feet
or my prayers are lost,
Time out...numbers mean nothing
You'll find out that numbers mean nothing
last word always clean.
I'm mumbling again. I'm counting up a storm. Will this ever end?
I've out grown this...oh please.
Ignore it...I'm pleased.
Just close this and leave.
Numbers.
Mean.
No.
Thing.
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5. |
Icy Poor People
03:04
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residual karmic passion involving meta game theory and seismic dances.
It blends and bends with morphius abandon.
abandoned like a sugar caned diabetic with a soda pop chaser.
It blends and bends with morphius abandon.
save your breath
cops are deaf
Can't reach the bum
save your breath
cops are deaf
put the sheet on. put the sheet on.
in the likely event of catastrophe he will follow suit and eat lemming pie
staining his suit and burning his lips carelessly.
while engaging in bellicose banter I stare at this debacle and sigh.
staining his suit and burning his lips carelessly.
save your breath
cops are deaf
Can't reach the bum
save your breath
cops are deaf
put the sheet on. put the sheet on.
Dear gods. So what. It ends with nothing.
It breathed. It coughed.Its just a body.
No sleep is at hand.
how does a privateer torn from shores of past pass this disposition and laugh and make an epic breakthrough.
save your breath
cops are deaf
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6. |
M. Complex
03:33
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May I remind you that that's where I'm from.
The soldiers are real... instructions are gone.
May I remind you they're fighting at will.
Destroying more places. Kill Jaaq and rape Jiil.
May I remind you they've passed the exam.
The stampede is over. They're back where I am.
Battle for freedom!
Thats all?
No hurt civilians!
At all?
Invade more countries!
Who's call?
Don't matter the show will go on!
May I remind you assumptions composed:
Protecting our interests... whatever we're told.
May I remind you if we get away,
imagine the powers...the games they can play.
May I remind you the few will command.
Defend their positions however they can.
Battle for freedom!
Thats all?
No hurt civilians!
At all?
Invade more countries!
Who's call?
Don't matter the show will go on!
It's wide as abolition. It widens everyday.
Ships to the seas.
Planes. Skies
Ships to the seas.
Men die.
May I remind you we're alll kept in line.
With patriot anthems we light up the sky.
May I remind you the message we send:
You better be proud of disposable men.
May I remind you your questions are wrong,
The answers are implants. Their concepts are armed.
Battle for freedom!
Thats all?
No hurt civilians!
At all?
Invade more countries!
Who's call?
Thats the nightmare.... war world
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7. |
Logan's Shed At Tanagra
02:42
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It bears gifts
Military suits covered in rust
It bears gifts
T.V. Guides covered in dust
Old dark wood
Splinters in palm hurt
Here he comes
Is that I Dream of Jeannie or Emergency One?
Lie lie still
watering dead grasses with sweat
Lie lie still
foxtail in ear hard to get
Can't jump wall
Our team will win Ditch'em again
Is that Nanny And The Professor or A Family Affair?
The sun is baking
Salt dirt arm taste
The summer too long
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