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Like a morning crow and his unwelcome song Or a worn-out broken record that keeps skipping along Mountains of instructions you keep piling on me Resound like a cacophonous symphony But I don't wanna hear it anymore Priests and politicians pretend they're your friend And police speak to you like you're a child again Blanket statements cover you like a rug And thet tell me maybe I'm acting a little too smug But I don't wanna hear it anymore Every day we hear the secrets of life Reduced to cheap jokes, poetry, and friendly advice They'd rather see us all pusillanimous Absorbent in their chorus of correctness But I don't wanna hear it anymore

Here inside this quiet room there's direction Outside in the sultry noon-time reflection A million scurry they are looking for advice None willing to lend charity just exercise their Shades of Truth, and partisan convention Shades of Truth between dispirate lines Shades of Truth interpret my intentions You don't know I'm alright Who authored the blueprints and made us captains? Someone proclaimed creation, people listened While children by the millions are thrown into this zoo The so-called gift of clarity! Oh what was God up to? Shades of Truth, and lenient conventions Shades of Truth, between dispirate lines Shades of Truth interpret my intentions You don't know I'm alright So many walking paralell and pull their blinders tight So few offer apology and accept others rights And nothing absolutely can be cherished in the end Can't we all accept that it will all happen again? Just partisan convention Shades of Truth between dispirate lines Shades of Truth interpret my intentions You don't know I'm alright

England seemed like such a beautiful place from afar Until one day I went and saw how miserabely how things really are All Fantastic Images they only are apparent Propagated just by hope and desire to share it Beauty was the allure that brought me close to you Loneliness was the bond that made me stick like glue All Fantastic Images they only are apparent Promoted by desperate hope that things are somewhere better I don't have a thing against fantasy But to chase it down just don't make sense to me If you're only hope is simply peace and love You end up discarding most of what you're made of All Fantastic Images they only are apparent Promoted by desperate hope And the need to share it

You have got your stranglers and prowlers in soft shoes. Furniture makers, carpenters too Bombers and commandos, all with some lost cause Disgruntled workers, immersed in "veritás" But stealthily, in the land of the free, he's lurking there Most are unaware of The biggest killer in American history And god shed his grace on thee Business institutions universites Both are quite the circus where the killer wants his way I think of Edward Teller and his moribund reprise Then I look to Nevada and I can't believe my eyes It's time for hime to die! Most cannot remeber minutia learned in school It's not there on the blackboard, it's what they don't tell you We have got a problem, it starts and ends right here It can be defeated but you've got to face your fear We'll join and unite and steady our sight Then we'll put it right `cuz it's time to fight The biggest killer in American history And god shed his grace on thee

History doesn't make something right Consensus is not a fact-based exercise You're tied and bound to this selfindulgent enterprise... We call America A brush with a star, a token of love A name in the sand, enough is enough A diet of air, a face on the net A fish your palm, your television set Once you convince yourself The universe falls into place You've got your ideas And your posse of friends You all make up rules And the fun never ends But still there's a problem that leaves you gasping for air You look for some meaning, blank smiles are all that's there And still water stales a soft summer breeze You cling to your hopes while your drop to your knees There's no substance Once you convince yourself The universe falls into place You've got your ideas And your posse of friends You all make up rules And the fun never ends But still there's a problem that leaves you gasping for air You look for some meaning, blank smiles are all that's there And still water stales a soft summer breeze You cling to your hopes while your drop to your knees There's no substance

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We all know politicians only go Just half-way there Just half-way there The innocence of youth needs protection not abuse But no one seems to care Yet no one seems to care And you sit there adn watch the world go around From your pseudo-benevolent vantage point While we who've been left to pick up after you Try our best to make some sense for those who Come next Now what have you done to foster the truth Besides just hide hide the lies? Besides just hide hide the lies? A selfish campaign never justifies the gain But the means are verified Yeah the means are verified And you sit there and insist you are right From your popular psychological podium While those who rely and depend on you They wilt because you don't accept we need Each other Whule sowing the seeds of Utopia, You invoked a convenient amnesia You forgot how to care, you forgot how to provide, You forgot how to work toward a meaningful life

Our Apocalypse 1981 Teenage vagrants lookin´ for some fun A renewed promise of prosperity A vulgar platform for the world to see We were The hippy killers Busted refuse from broken homes Pocked flesh and malacious bones Creatures sustained by desire, heart, and soul Nothing to leave and nowhere to go We were The hippy killers Good days during horrible times Overused bodies, neglected minds Should to shoulder we formed as one The next miserable generation We were The hippy killers

Neighbours, nobody loves you like we do. Neighbors, your government has triumphed in finally making you a public fit for the 21st century. Never before has a governing body shown so much concern for the economic well-being of its subjects. Today we have insulated you from countless factions who threathens your financial viability; such as the poor; the idealistic foreigners still clinging to their childish notions of social welfare; why, you're even kept uninformed of useless propagandist journalism that reports alleged violations of human rights (We all know they wouldn't have been punished if they hadn't been doing something wrong!!). And who better to dispens such blantently evident factoids but a self-appointed authority like myself? Acid Rain is a thing of the past... Too many possible causes, too little signifigance for our modern thinking public, besides industrial manufacturing is at an all time low anyway, who needs those narrow minded laborers anyway. Too many mouths to feed, and to many burden on the pay roll! Who needs 'em? Here in the land of the free-time. Someother ass back-ward country will give us what we need by exploiting its uneducated children. The Internet has expanded our ability to pacify average americans better than ever by offering fantastical adventures to every corner of the imagination. Your home office is the window to your world, and the heart of your social life. Such reclusive behaviour helps clear the roads and public works from overburden like the lower middle-class and others who depend shamelessly on their government. Today you are freer than ever to do what you want, provided you can pay for it! Remeber, the first word in USA is US We have arrived neighbours, we are the priviliged elite!

Since the start of the 17th century There's been the scent of unseasoned wood burning in the air And the conquest of nature meant nothing at all While we betray exception we take all that is there Motives are transcluent in the reflection of shame The actions ghostly remnants of our ancestral ways And unwittingly, you just take your place in this parade The voracious march of godliness makes us all the same anyway Since the dawn of our human family There's been concentrated sepsis blowing in the breeze And we turned on each other with ferocity Desperation, forced, without reprieve But the missions were misguided and the trammeled led astray The air resounds with thunder as the victors seized the day And the haunting voice of history lives ignored but not betrayed The voracious march of godliness will get us close to heaven one day

Look around the country, an abundance you'll find of Mediocre minds Sift trough the fodder as the sane justice declines because of Mediocre minds Shrouded under cover, the most flamboyant guise hides a Mediocre mind You got yours but you can never bend mine with your Mediocre minds When the cry foul you had better watch out becaus you never know which aptitude they'r griping about Don't act too smart for their stenoscopic ways You'll be discarded away Reason's not to be what the privileged define with their Mediocre minds So many sighted people act so helplessly Blind from their Mediocre minds If you want attention then you will be asked to bend but the surest insurrection is enlightenment Then you can live outside inharmoniously An enemy They wanna keep me locked away `Cuz I'm an overactive brain Leaders, presidents and the nightly news guys cater to Mediocre minds Reason's not to be what the privileged define with their Mediocre minds You got yours but you can never bend mine with your Mediocre minds The only natural thing that I despise are Mediocre minds

What will prove to be our big mistake? Short-sighted arrogance all for what sake? Our families to ashes, our ambitions to dust Our progeny in silence thinking "what about us?" But don't forget The dance of neglect The march for empowering prosperity The pain from loss and want for mere lucidity Just maternal residue, and I was there too And maybe so were you When something is won it comes with sacrifice It's there beneath the joy, the glory, and pride And rarely it's acknowledged but in positive light Consciously omitting the losers plight But don't forget The dance of neglect The craving for community that never was met The longing for status and the overture of regret With no one to deter, pathetically unsure Forgetting who they were

A mutinous enemy carved a nascent country Sweat, blood, and valor Forms the grit of our history Beqeathed to everyone: Chance and free expression Substance was restrained And the spirit was broken I feel a strange denial Rythmic as a change Constance as time Lonely Insistent whispers Somber as a wave bye bye Searching for solution, without constitution Blackcoats by our sides Promising salvation Advocating dogma as tickets to hereafter Mortals in their prime With their desperate hands in the air Daunting Complex and burning Rythmic as change Constant as time Conflicts Craving approval Weighted as a murder trial Oh I feel a strange denial Correct is Consensus Everything else, nonsense Forward is the hope Forget recompense Peace and tranquility is only for the wealthy Dearth for the massses And inequality I feel a strange denial Rythmic as change Constant as time Lonely Insistent whispers Dissipating in the night Like a lone forgotten light And no one is helping me It's a strange denial

What you do is what you are And wishing upon distant stars Won't improve the hole you're in Won't absolve your deepest sin But action is no gift from some covert and lofty god It's dependant and weighty all the same And it is oh so easy just to keep to yourself But then you're at the mercy of imbeciles Now I didn't make up the rules But clearly we are led by fools It is wise to know their ways So you know how not to behave But sometimes we find ourselves in desperate need And we look to those with privilege and power It's then we learn compassion sits inert on their shelves We're at the mercy of imbeciles NO Actions is no gift from some masked spirit in the sky It's reducible to flesh, mind, and bone And it is oh so easy just to keep to yourself But then you're at the mercy of imbeciles Imbeciles Imbeciles IMBECILES

You want prosperity For yourself, but not for me Somehow you just can't see We're in this collectively You think that freedom is A drastic severance From your past relations Just a quest for new bargains We're not the same person We're not the same person (Don't even wanna know) Wooohhh Don't need no good advice Nor shoddy merchandise I'm the suspect device Beaten down, unable to strike We're not the same person We're not the same person (Don't even wanna know) Wooohhh And the sun comes over us again We lament, we pine, and we rescind And we ask for understanding But arent't we the stingy ones indeed When it's needed from us in the end? We watch the days go by Compete and then we die So few ever ask why But so many just abuse the design We're not the same person We're not the same person (Don't even wanna know) Wooohhh

I can see the shadows on the wall Drifting as the leaves start to fall Unfazed by rugosity, the objects yield to gravity And depict the destiny of us all No one really knows why we die No one gets a break so we try Ignoring mortality, we worship mediocrity And wait to see what happens up on high In so many ways we live to follow the sun In so many ways we exalt and fail as one In so many ways we want so bad to be done In so many ways we show our pain in unison Something in you is busy counting the days Catapulting you trough the haze Blind to virtuosity, ignorant of your sanctity, Revealing you, in so many ways In so many ways we live to follow the sun In so many ways we exalt and fail as one In so many ways we want so bad to be done In so many ways we show our pain in unison