UNTITLED
[instrumental]
CASHOUT
on the morning of the first eviction
they carried out the wishes of the landlord and his son
furniture's out on the sidewalk next to the family that
little piggie went to market,
so they're kicking out everyone
talking about process and desmissal forced removal of
the people
on the corner shelter and location
everybody wants somewhere
the elected are such willing partners
look who's buying all their tickets to the game
development wants, development gets
it's official
development wants this neighborhood
gone so the city just wants the same talking about process
and dismissal
forced removal of the people on the corner shelter and
location
everybody wants somewhere everybody watns somewhere
FULL DISCLOSURE
i want out
i want a mutually assured destructive
life seizing separate culture to take me over
moving silent like radar
take me over and blow out my mind
full disclosure coming sponsored by no one
take me over and blow out my mind ejected
EPIC PROBLEM
congratulations. stop. wish i could be
there. stop.
tell me something i don't know.
is there anything left to know? stop. stop. stop. stop.
stop.
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we regret to inform. stop. miss you dearly signed sincerely.
stop.
tell me something that i dont' know is there anything
left to know?
stop. stop. stop. stop. stop.
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to the time. time. time. time.
i've got this epic problem this epic problem's not a problem
for me
and inside i know i'm broken but i'm working as far as
you can see
i've got this epic problem this epic problem's not a problem
for me
and inside i know i'm broken but i'm working as far as
you can see and
outside it's all production it's all illusion set scenery
i've got this
epic problem this epic problem's not a problem for me
LIFE AND LIMB
when the bit pulls tight the grip is sewn
into the reins
can't breathe it out you'll just breathe it back again
you mental-pack your chambers full for no reason
you can name a boil-in-bag blook supply you know
it's murder on the veins don't you feel it now? viva viva
viva
threatening
hey - we want our violence doubled (no but really in a
loving way)
hey - we want our violence doubled (no but really want
it right away)
the national temper you know it's written on your face
etched and scrathed and mirrored
back don't you know it's all the rage dont' you feel it
now?
KILL
born into race and nation accept family
and obligation
i'm not a citizen i'm not a citizen
embrace tradition and occupation
cull memory for assimilation secure for future generations
secure for future generations
i'm not a citizen i'm not a citizen laying in this cold
field
waiting for the call feeling right here in this uniform
i think i got
them all academic or street education obtain degree in
annihilation i'm not
a citizen i'm not a citizen laying down in chambers waiting
for the call
seen your kind so many imes you got no chance at all laid
out immobile
hoping for that call it's in my mouth, under my skin sodium
pentathol
STRANGELIGHT
the sun's a strange light nothing grows
right anymore
scars on every stalk
whose mouth should i use to talk?
the force that marks the routine
temperature whatever degrees create the bad thing
and lay our heads in it now
it's hard to punch the clock on the site where production
stopped
i'm just a warehouse filled with junk
some somethings for some someones tacking
time with tracking eye tectonic shifts one nerve at a
time
i lay my head in it a hundred plans to fortify beige concrete
foes on for miles
hiding cities under it fill my mouth with with non-mouth
spit there was a light at
the window there was light under the door but it's not
there anymore
(come on over get your shoes on put your feet on baby
come on over)
OH
number one in acquisitions now there is
no foreign soil go global
like a round thing go global like a hole to every
money matchmaker splicing green as fast as you can
let's break it down and
start again memo to the partners i'm changing all the
locks
i'm pissing on your modems
i'm shredding all the stock chose a color for your ceiling
i'm waiting for the bottom to drop in a room so brightly
lit i can't see in
you would never say you were out of time coming with the
fiction all the
time but there's a call coming on the other line your
secret's out lapse of
luxury lapping waste cruising towards a bruising crash
thread held
anvil's going to break when the letter returns to the
sender i can hardly wait
god this room's so brightly lit i can't see shit thank
you sir may i have
another? i will be your eager driver your service provider
your
maitre'd thank you sir may i have another please?
EX-SPECTATOR
looking out for cars and mortality trying
to find some sort of geometry
avoiding mistakes keep an eye on every step i take
everything is building and it appears that you're all
architects and engineers
that's how it looks that's how it looks from here
i'm an ex-spectator can't you see
i'm an ex-spectator never let me, never let my, never
let my vision get in the way of
here's some questions that the writer sent
can an observer be a participant?
have i seen too much?
does it count if it doesn't touch?
if the view is all i can ascertain pure understanding
is out of range
if i make that call why can't i make that change?
i'm an ex-spectator can't you see?
i'm an ex-spectator never let my never let my vision get
in the way of me
NIGHTSHOP
fuck your fucked directives god i want
a new invective
custom built to form fit you say it to your face
if i get to choose i'll take something real
the fight to feel while your next meal is
calling loosely trademarked as the best fucking thing
you've ever had
inside your mouth all comet cleaned and scrubbed down
landscaping
for a ghost town while that deficient platform for your
head
causing you to mistake yourself for dead and all that
you would issue
is capital's incontinence causing you embarrassment?
the wet spot on the carpet that you leave as the reminder
that you need of all that it did to you adjusting your
reception a welcome
self correction make it quick make it soon make it something
i can do all by
myself cos there's a brain inside it there's a brain deciding
there's a
brain inside the brain there's a brain inside the brain
deciding there's a
brain inside the brain there's a brain inside the brain
deciding time to make
or break find me somewhere else time to make or break
how about it?
i've got no patience no way stationed hanging at the nightshop
eating shit who
works for who?
every asshole says side saluting emptiness instead but
if i get to choose
i'll take something real who works for who who you working
for?
who works for who who you working for?
ARGUMENT
when they start falling executions
will commence
sides will not matter now matter makes no sense
how did a difference become a disease?
i'm sure you have reasons a rational defense
weapons and motives bloody fingerprints
but i can't help thinking it's still all disease
here comes the argument
folderol it's all about strikes now
so here's what's striking me
that some punk could argue some moral abc's
when people are catching what bombers release
i'm on a mission to never agree here comes the argument
here comes the argument here comes the argument here it
comes
