1. |
Open the Door
02:43
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Only got five dollars to my name
Blew it all on beer and cocaine
Pass out on the couch with an ice pick in my brain
Wake up in the morning and do it all again
Cats up top got me locked up in a cage
Workin' like a dog for less than minimum wage
But things are gonna change, I've got the patience of a sage
'Cause dogs chase cats and I'll chase them offstage
Open the door and let me slip on through
Open the door, any old door will do
Don't keep me standing here waiting in the queue
These boots are made for workin'
And these flats are made for loafin'
Stick a red malicious in the mouth of a pig
Make loafing around my full-time gig
There's room at the top, it's been made quite clear
You've been driving for a century, now it's my turn to steer
Open the door and let me slip on through
Open the door, any old door will do
Pay no mind to the red stuff on my shoe
THIS REMINDS ME OF "ANIMAL FARM" BY GEORGE ORWELL.
NO, I HAVEN'T READ IT, BUT I IMAGINE THIS IS WHAT THE BOOK MUST BE LIKE.
Got a hundred billion dollars to my name
Blew it all on blow and champagne
Pass out on the couch with an ice pick in my brain
Wake up in the morning and do it all again
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2. |
Harm Reduction
03:17
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At the border of Sonora
The kids are still in cages
And they're filled up sevenfold down at the Rio Grande
It's a new administration
And despite all the changes
They're saying now it's a temp house, and there's no need to ban
Nobody cares when it's done by Democrats
Now tell me where's the harm reduction in that?
He promised on the trail
That if we get the power
We'll see the wages of the workers start to take a climb
And here we are still waitin'
Making bullshit bucks an hour
And privately the bastard said he wasn't even tryin'
We break our backs so we can hope to live like dirty rats
Now tell me where's the harm reduction in that?
The ocean's set aflame
The ecosystem's fucked
It's the holocene extinction and we're all about to die
He's calling for the drillers
The pipelines are in luck
The fossil fuel barons get their pie up in the sky
Turn up the flame under froggies in a vat
Now tell me where's the harm reduction in that?
The thug patrols of swine
All dressed in shirts of blue
Get off with a vacation when they kill us where we stand
Years of calls for justice
And what else can he do
But make the piggies into civil military bands
Off scott free even caught in the act
Now tell me where's the harm reduction in that?
Vulnerable women
Rely on Roe V Wade
And SCOTUS says abortions ought to put you in a cell
LGBTI
Are enemies of the state
Nobody gives a fuck for them, or how their lives are hell
The worst-off in the USA perpetually trapped
Now tell me where's the harm reduction in that?
Hook, line and sinker
You chose to close your eyes
You're living in a fantasy, and yet the truth is plain
Nothing's getting better
One promise realized
That nothing needing fixing fundamentally will change
The wool's in your eyes, so listen here fat
Tell me where's the harm reduction in that?
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3. |
The Chicks Are Too Real
03:41
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She and I was gettin hot
Behind an IBM 704
I kinda hesitated
With her naked on the readout board
I said
Baby where's your switch panel
It's hidden way too good
Can't get you into doggy mode
The way the live ones could
If the chicks are too real
I dunno how to feel
If the chicks are too real
Well then it just might break the deal
She said
I'm an android of the very latest
The most advanced offering yet
So if you wanna try something new
Then baby, I'm your best bet
I can get real oozey, shiver and shake
I can be what you want me to be
Don't be so shy, let's have us a ball
A little beast-love with the machine
If the chicks are too real
Then I can understand
If the chicks are too real
Then I can make you a believin' man
I sampled her potatoes and gravy
And she wiggle like a fish on a spear
Like a message from the heavens
I understood the appeal
I'm goin down with biology
I'm gonna do the nu-tabu
O brave new world, watch out
I'm coming, coming for you
The chicks ain't too real
It's a message from above
The chicks ain't too real
Nothin more spiritual than doggystyle luv
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4. |
Mushroom Man
03:13
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I'm the mushroom man
I am the mushroom man
Don't bother asking me
What the hell it is I am
I don't even know
I couldn't tell ya
But if I did
I'd make you psychotic, fella!
Fry me, dry me, put me in a pan
I make risotto and soup so grand
Balmy umami makes the flavor pop
I'm all that's left when your life stops
Feel your heart burning
And the struggle within
The terror within me
Could melt bone and skin
You say you're not scared
Buddy, I'm flattered
But you can't kill me
In a way that matters!
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5. |
The Sweet Escape
03:11
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When the boys in blue turn up
you know the fun is short-lived
The mood turns sour
And you wonder what you did
The party's broken up
And bones are broken too
When a herd of human cattle's there
It's all they think to do
There's two that try to make a break for it
But doing so is what the cops wanted
It's a long way out the building where we are
But if I can blend in, I could get pretty far
I put on a hoodie, it's a dark navy blue
I get into the middle of a crowd on the move
Door after door, I see the exit gets close
The trouble behind me forgotten at most
I don't even know if they're looking for me anymore
But I'm not taking any chances
I think I'll throw them off
By walking straight back through the building
After all, the safest place to be
Is right in the belly of a beast
Just make myself scarce, and don't act sus
The ears of the fleece could still be among us
In the parking lot, my silver Honda Civic is there
I put shades on my face and a hat on my hair
And before I'm not accounted for within the throng
I'll be gone
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6. |
Longarm
03:24
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Wanted: strong and able-bodied worker
Minimum wage, fifty-eight hour week
An average Joe from the grand design
He breaks his back for big talk
He pulls up, he pulls down
He's the one over at the lever that puts the
Lids on the jars
Mr. Simpson says this business needs a strong arm
Some new part to clear out all the deadwood
So be sure and install that new long arm by next week
'Cause that short arm over there is through
Oh-oh, replace all parts with long arm
Oh-oh, this business needs a strong arm
Big talk (start to fall in line)
Big talk (I was watching you)
Big talk (when efficiency is cut)
Big talk (better buy more glue)
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Pigs waddle, birds fly
Humans love, why can't I
Eat the bird, eat the pig
It's not funny
When they won't let you do natural
OH
I JUST WANNA SLEEP
BUT... I KEEP JERKIN BACK AND FORTH
THEY WANT ME TO SLEEP
BUT... I KEEP JERKIN BACK AND FORTH
Girls screaming, kids knew
Guns don't argue, why did you
Beat the girls, beat the kids
It's not funny
When they won't let you do natural
Lips open, the meat was good
My love is rusting but
If I could
Meet thе lips, meet the meat
Well It's not funny
Whеn they won't let you do natural
I poo, I pee
Help me.
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8. |
Day the Fish Came Out
04:37
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First you was a tadpole long and thin
Then you was a froggy with your tail tuck'd in
Then you was a baboon in a tropical tree
Now you're a human here in front of me
And ain't it just a drag?
Ain't it just a drag?
You can hope, you can pray
Or try to run away
We all were doomed the day
The fish came out and walked
We've built and destroyed and terraformed
We splice up your genes before you're born
We use up the soil and burn the trees
We shoulda just stayed under the sea
First you was a fish with gills and scales
Then you was a reptile with a whiplike tail
Then you was a chimp in the underbrush
Now you're just some guy like the rest of us
And ain't it just a drag?
Ain't it just a drag?
You can hope, you can pray
Or try to run away
We all were doomed the day
The ape cut off his tail
We know how to set the sea on fire
We throw ourselves on a great big pyre
Tyrants speed past hoboes with fleas
We never shoulda left the trees
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9. |
Live Fast Die Painfully
03:25
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You can live fast and die painfully
Or take the beaten path
You can submit to mundanity
Or be a flash
There is no middle road
You've got two ways to go
You better choose... and stick to it
The spirit is strong but the body is weak
Enforcers watch and you're bound to get beat
You wonder if it's worth the price you paid
Up before dawn and work all day
Your eyelids are heavy as you make your way home
TV dinners and the microwave drones
Consent manufactured in the evening news
Cash a check and pay some dues
Free-range spirit of space and time
How far have you expanded your mind?
Living off the land, not a care in the world
Wind in your hair, every night a different girl
A couple fellas too, both platonic and more
A few more years and you're gonna get bored
The years catch up and you get less wild
Wonderin' what it's like on the road of the mild
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10. |
A Thousand Lifetimes
04:00
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Have you lived a thousand lifetimes
Every time in a palace of Gold?
Have you worked a million low wage jobs
Since you were 16 years old?
Have you gotten your third mansion
Without a soul under your heel?
Are your dollars free of bloodstains
From anybody crushed under your wheel?
I THINK NOT.
As you're visiting your summer homes
While your workers can't make rent
As you getaway in the Caymans
While I'm living in a tent
As you tee up on the golf course
While our water's filled with lead
As your mindless self-indulgence
Distracts you from our reckoned dead
As you're counting all your billions
Never working an honest day
As you poison the lakes and rivers
Cuz regulation doesn't pay
As you try to kill the unions
'Cuz they'll force you to play fair
As you manufacture consent
From your puppets on the air
Remember
Your time will come
As your deceit catches up
And your apotheosis ends
As your stepford wife grows distant
And sleeps with all your so-called friends
As the slaves start to murmur
And talk amongst themselves
As the voices become one
And you hear the ringing of a bell
Remember
Your time will come
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Zhir Vengersky San Diego, California
Zhir Vengersky is the latest devolution of a long, proud family lineage of brain-eating apes which eventually settled in the Southern California region. In his formative years he was exposed to the music of art nerds before him. The effects were immediate and obvious. Zhir creates music for people who live in places that don't exist. ... more
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