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Yeah!

0:10

I'm out of voice but it's kind of nice!
To fry it by choice and just ride a vibe!
Metal manifestations of what you can change if you don't spend
Days on vacation, or playing games or waiting

Mind games with yourself! I know I can do better
I'm bolder and I stretch! I'm coping with my neck
Maybe tense up at the state of the world and its' duress
But change is baby steps, so I gotta get a lady friend and...

Mix it up a bit and make hit ditties euphorically!
Wish I could metaphorically kill kings with a dragons breath
But I can't... I'm only a man not Errol or Apep
I have a role though and that's... to keep it fresh!

0:36

Mind states may change when you stray from reins!
Or just play something great! Be that metal or new wave!
Or go deranged and insane! Build another you in your brain!
Become schizophrenic! Then you can play your self games!

Just don't change with fame! And become someone you're not!
Totally lose your edge and go Country like Kid Rock!
Or workers to politicians who used to be on a clock!
Who now don't care about our time, so you know they stop watch!

Aint that a bit crazy, man! What are we doing with the planet and the management of this place
Famine hitting, families disbanding, no longer gran knitting, no oat bran in the kitchen man
No kittens sitting and licking their mittens, all funny business in the system breaking families apart
Have you no heart? F-O-D hit me with this one *brief intermission: keep making your art*

1:10

That's how you start with this! How you get into the art business!
Start making dough like your art is chips! Then get rich and buy a car and shit!
And get a reputation! And get into politics to rep your liason! And test your patience!
And get annoyed at the crowd who just makes noise when you hang out with the boys and the future you, who made it from a dreamer to a behemoth now JUST MAKES...

Dragon poo.

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Uh! Cyberdevil! KillerRAT! We've got a brand new rampage for your ass! A red flash of ANGER! Another head BANGER! The world is! Stuck in a damper! All these people scampin' around looking hurt like Kurt Angle! What the...

0:22

If you can't stand up just fall flat!
Fall flat on your face and lick the path for me!
I'm on the scene with a glass of Absinthe and a wrath!
Josh Abatecola riffing a sick raff for me!

Fuck the world! All politicians are trash!
And the Gods you uphold, I laugh at thee!
Society needs a can of gas and a match!
The riff-raff you hold high can crash and BURN!!!

You little tulips still doin' donuts in the parking lot?
Shooting fireworks at the stars because they spark a lot?
Thinking lootin' and tootin' is the way to wave a
Middle finger at the big playas? You like barking dogs

Holed up in your little cots in apartment blocks
Looking out your concrete windows as the clock tocks
Little kids down in the park playing their hopscotch
Giddily, as cameras, pedophiles and cops watch

1:04

We're all under supervision everyday!
By local crooks, corporations, the NSA!
DuPont poisoned the world, and led us to the fray!
We're dying, but don't realize we're in decay!

A great parade, spazzing through these streets that we've made!
Tunnels of shit pumping below bustling raves!
Full of rats, in a space that used to be everglades!
Now asphalt, asbestos, PFOS and PFOA!

( It's FUCKED UP! It's fucked up ain't it?
It's FUCKED UP! It's fucked up ain't it?
It's FUCKED UP! It's fucked up ain't it?
It's FUCKED UP! But we can save it... )

Everyone on a mission just to be great!
Get a lot of cash, get a lass or lad, get it made!
Play the game of the new world where dutifully we escape!
Into work and social media bubbles and study faith!

For another life! As far as I'm concerned that's the antichrist!
Sing your lullabies, till blood bubbles and buddies die
Hunger strikes, we dig ditches and dikes in search for
Mineral ore, build new batteries, rebirth Ford

1:57

Fuck an EV! You got TV?! I got logic and reasoning!

You do your MSG seasoning, I'll do herbs and pepper
Get those preservatives out my face, when I'm buried I'll weather

Civilization is a plague, won't be our turn forever
We'll sweep over this world, infest, then burn together
Papa Roach is on my mental and I dig this!
The truest humans to me are the rebels and The Misfits!

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Go listen to your sweet pop songs and stay ignorant
And politics are tense with all of this division
Polarization keeps us away from changing the system
We could tackle the problem, instead we become victims

Popularization's a problem, so too is lots of dough
Leaders in control who sell their soul for a pot of gold
Oval office squares and covert ops leave a lot of holes
Even if you tell 'em no, enemies are centerfold

All these folks with agendas who want to befriend us
Petty capitalists, lobbyists, peddlers, vendors
Everyone wants something from everyone cause we know
To get to the top we either knock heads off or DON'T

There's so much shit in here! There's so much poison!
Physical, psychological, you've gotta DESTROY THEM!
They put us in boxes and make us feel like we're toxic
Set us on different sides, and line us up for a rockin'!

Rows of dominoes! We topple when they play us!
Friendly Christians just waiting for their saviors!
Praying for change! Waiting for betterment, slaving away!
Saying it's better when we're DEAD? We could do better TODAY!!!

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I've been away all day dreaming of poetry! Came back before I go to sleep!
Low on time but I don't retreat! Open up Audacity, and go without ropes or beats!
Drove the roads back home without half lights on... I was so discreet
Driving in a dusk like it's Half-Life, lighting up streets like a blacksite

But that was just... on accident. Accident Man! Scott Adkins! You know it's me
Even the parking lights are bright, but it is kind of dark tonight I thought coherently
While covertly weaving through the traffic! Got back home though and I found the switch
So I won't be doing that again! That's my adventure for the day though, ain't that some shit

Time to pick up the pad though! Can you dig it like a mole?
I won't play this piano! Like it's time I gotta go
It may get late but I've flannel linen! I won't back down till at most manana!
Sitting enclosed in the glow of a screen in a cold cabana, with an open Fanta!

I'm a night owl anyway! Even when I'm rushed you can't cap my wings
I'm Capitan Casco I've surfed the Internet waves since before this rock was a spring
Jump on NG everyday and in a minute maybe at least let me do my thing
Tomorrow we'll celebrate the day, tonight let us procreate like kings

I mean: Create like a pro! Till the computer glow no longer stings...

Cyberdevil! Over and out.