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Leave Mine To Me
There are desperate times upon us
There are codes of white and black
Political resentment and people start to crack
There's hate and opposition
There's fumbling dialog
Yet you sit there and judge me
And you think it makes a difference
If you think I'm all alone you are foolishly wrong
There's an entire army who blindly follow along
And you happen to be one of them believe it or not
Even though you try not to be we are of the same plague
The other ways we're taught to fear
Dn't even scratch the surface of the problem here
I'm not blind, and I'm not scared
So many crucial factors exist out there
And we're but one, and they're but two
And how we come to terms will help us pull through
Things cannot change too fast
It took us this much time
To reach our current platform and walk this fragile line
If I thought I'd make a difference I'd kill myself today
But so many are like me lost in the fray
You create your own reality
And leave mine to me

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Stranger Than Fiction
A febrile shocking violent smack
The children are hoping for a heart attack
Tonight the windows are watching
The streets all conspire
And the lamppost can't stop crying
If I could fly high above the world
Would I see a bunch of living dots spell the world stupidity?
Or would I see hungry lover homicides
Loving brother suicides
And olly olly oxenfrees
Who pick aside and hide
The world is scratching at my door
My morning papers got the scores
The human interest stories, and the obituary
Cockroach naps and rattling traps
How many devils can you fit upon a match head?
Caringosity killed the Kerouac cat
Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction
In my alley around the corner
There's a wino with feathered shoulders
And a spirit giving head for crack and he'll never want it back
There's a little kid and his family eating crackers like thanksgiving
And a pack of wild desperadoes scornful of living
the worlds is scratching at my door
My morning papers got the scores
The human interest stories, and the obituary
Cradle for a cat, Wolfe looks back
How many angels can you fit upon a match?
I want to know why Hemmingway cracked
Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction
Life is the crummiest book I ever read
There isn't a hook, just a lot of cheap shots
Pictures to shock and characters an amateur would never dream up

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Tiny Voices
The brown and orange sky holds its breath
As the sun retreats to the distant horizon
And our hearts palpitate anxiously as we soon will lay supine
And wait for sleep to overcome us
And from somewhere in our black
Subconscious minds when we're asleep
Comes a haunting swelling mass of voices
Resonating, its screams of forgotten victims and the cries of innocence
And the desperate plea for recognition and recompense
Tiny voices, echoes of our heritage
Our long and sallow faces turn the other way
Tiny voices, harbored deep within
As we outwardly deny that they have something to say
And if we don't confront them they will never go away
The billions of tiny pinhole embers fade into a morning sky
Filled with poignant morose wonder
Waking we bear a cosmetic peace that verifies the turmoil
Which we carry deep inside
And from somewhere in our black
Subconscious minds when we're asleep
Comes a haunting swelling mass of voices
Resonating, its screams of forgotten victims and the cries of innocence
And the desperate plea for recognition and recompense
Tiny voices, echoes of our heritage
Our long and sallow faces turn the other way
Tiny voices, harbored deep within
As we outwardly deny that they have something to say
And if we don't confront them they will never go away
Go away!

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The Handshake
Every time you shake someone's hand and it feels like your best friend
Could it be that it's only superficiality?
Without regard to well-being, without an inkling of compromise
Handshakes are nothing but a subtle "fuck you"
Contracts determine the best friendships
This is the way of the modern world, everyone's vying for patronage
This is the way of the modern world, and something has gotta give
Every time you shake someone's hand
And you share neither color or creed
You gotta overcome the obstacles of history
There is restrained passion, mistrust, and bigotry
And these have created the new foundations of society
There's no harmony just class and race
This is the way of the modern world
Everyone's fighting for dominance
This is the way of the modern world
And something has gotta give
Now I believe in unity, and I am willing to compromise
But I'm not gonna lie or sell my soul
Every time you shake someone's hand
It determines where you stand
And if you won't uphold your side then it's better to
Fend for yourself, and shun the handshake
Someone's gotta give

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Better Off Dead
I'm sorry about the sun
How could I know that you'd burn?
And I'm sorry about the moon
How could I know that you'd disapproved
And I'll never make the same mistake
The next time I create the universe I'll make sure we communicate at length
But until then, better of dead
A smile on the lips and a hole in the head
Better of dead, yeah better than this
Take it away 'cuz there's nothing to miss
I'm sorry about the world
How could I know you'd take it so bad?
And I'll never make the same mistake
So if you're looking for a path why don't you try the entire human race
Just to play it safe
But until then, better of dead
A smile on the lips and a hole in the head
Better of dead, yeah better than this
Take it away 'cuz there's nothing to miss
Better of dead, yeah better of dead
why don't you try pushing daisies instead
Better of dead, yeah better of dead
A smile on the lips and a hole in the head
And I'll never make the same mistake
The next time I create the universe I'll make sure you participate
And I'll never make the same mistake
The next time I create the universe I'll make sure you participate
Just in case

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Infected
Now here I go
Hope I don't break down
I won't take anything, I don't need anything
Don't want to exist, I can't persist
Please stop before I do it again
Just talk about nothing, let's talk about nothing
Let's talk about no one, please talk about no one, someone, anyone
You and me have a disease
You affect me, you infect me
I'm afflicted, you're addicted
You and me, you and me
I'm on the edge
Get against the wall
I'm so distracted
I love to strike you
Here's my confession
You learned your lesson
Stop me before I do it again
Just talk about nothing, let's talk about nothing
Let's talk about no one, please talk about no one, someone, anyone
You and me have a disease
You affect me, you infect me
I'm afflicted, you're addicted
You and me, you and me
You're clear as a heavy lead curtain want to drill you like an ocean
We can work it out, I've been running out, now I'm running out
Don't be mad about it baby,
You and me, you and me
I want to tie you, crucify you
Kneel before you, revile your body
You and me, were made in heaven
I want to take you, I want to break you
Supplicate you, with thorny roses
You and me, are incurable
I want to bathe you in holy water I want to kill you
Upon the alter, you and me, you and me

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Television
Television, television, television, television
Television, television, television, television
Oh yeah! I want to bask in your golden light
Submerge in electric waves
I need my connection to the world outside
The world outside is buzzing like an angry wasp in summer
The candidates are running, and soon the son of God is coming
Crackle mental convolutions tune in to the revolution
Whereby everyone's included so we'll never have to be alone
Television, television, television, television
Television, television, television, television
Oh yeah! I want to bask in your golden light
Submerge in electric waves
I need my connection to the world outside
Every atom of my body, blood and sinew, bone and fiber
I can't distill you from my blood
You're a hungry germ inside of me
You're my lover, you're my heroine
My conscience and my voice
And I know that I have learned to let you in I
Will never have to be alone
Television, television, television, television
Television, television, television, television
Oh yeah! I want to bask in your golden light
Submerge in electric waves
I'd take after my mother but she's from a different generation
I prefer my big brother he's so gentle and understanding
And I learn what I can from him by the television light
So that when I'm all alone I know everything's gonna be alright
Television, television, television, television
Television, television, television, television

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Individual
Individuals run for cover
For the multitudes of thoughtless clones have reached a critical mass
Individuals hide in fear, under cover
Sheltered by the wafer thin veil of intelligence
Individuals, nowhere to be seen
Urbana is oozing like a bloated carcass
With maggots cooking in the desert heat
Oozing, with progeny writhing and desperate
For input from someone more determined
Congregating in invisible circles
Half apart and half a part
All too aware of the insignificance
Pushing on with soul and heart
Individuals don't pray for forgiveness
When pinned up against the wall under siege of persecution
Individuals command exception
And accept dichotom
Maybe you can't choose anymore
Procreation without gain or purpose
Languid wills and torpid minds
Catapulted ever faster by the arrow of time
You'll take yours and I'll keep mine
Individual!

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Hooray For Me...
I can see my teenage father standing straight on a desolate corner
In the shadow of tentacled towers by the red light of America
I imagine how his mother felt when she heard that her husband was dying
And that underground heroes of the tarmac shooting smack were blowing up worlds
And Damned out loud
Hey, can you tell me how does it feel?
Yeah, tell me, can you imagine, for a second
Doing anything that you don't have to?
Well that's what I'm accustomed to so hooray for me
And fuck you
When I slept with stony faces on the riverbank
My angeldevil reveler shook me desperately in dying
I don't exactly want to apologize for anything, and now
We're all mad and tangled in secret rooms with roman candles
On an endless graveyard train
Yeah tell me, can you imagine, for a second, doing anything just 'cuz you want to?
Well, that's just what I do so hooray for me
And fuck you
Yeah, I was dreaming through the "howzlife", yawning, car black
When she told me "mad and meaningless as ever.."
And a song came on my radio like a cemetery rhyme
For a million crying corpses in their tragedy of respectable existence
Yeah tell me, can you imagine, for a second,trying half the things you ever wanted to?
Well, that's just what I do so hooray for me
Oh, yeah, I'm not respectable, and never sensible
I've been incredible so damned irascible
And I like the things I do so hooray for me
And fuck you

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Slumber
So, you're feeling unimportant
'Cuz you've got nothing to say
And your life is just a ramble
No one understands you anyway
Well, I've got a piece of news son
That might make you change your mind
Your life is historically meaningful
And spans a significant time
Slumber will come soon
And you are helping put it to sleep
Side by side we do our share faithfully
Assuring that slumber will come soon
Well, now do you feel a little better?
Lift up your head and walk away
Knowing we're all in this together
For such a short time anyway
There is just no time to parade around sulking
I would rather laugh than cry
The rich, the poor, the strong, the weak
We share this place together
And we pitch in to help it die
I'm not good at giving morals
And I don't fear the consequence
If life makes you scared and bitter
At least its not for very long
Slumber will come soon
And you are helping put it to sleep
Side by side we do our share faithfully
Assuring that slumber will come soon
Slumber will come soon, slumber will come soon
Slumber will come soon, slumber will come soon

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Marked
If I'm a monster
I am a willing one
This roller coaster ride is an enticing one
On the tip of a continuum flowing wavelike
Through disorder carry me like a vessel to water
Everything you see leaves a mark on your soul
Everything you feel leaves a mark on your soul
Everything you touch leaves a mark on your soul
Everything you make leaves a mark on your soul
If I can touch it
I can destroy it
If it's imaginable to some degree
I can become it
Like a hungry fucking vortex that just flickers to existence
Consuming bits and pieces until I'm finally extinguished
Everyone you see leaves a mark on your soul
Everyone you bare leaves a mark on your soul
Everyone you touch leaves a mark on your soul
Everyone you love leaves a mark on your soul
Everything you take leaves a mark on your soul
Everything you give leaves a mark on your soul
And all the fear and loneliness that's impossible to control
And every tear you cry leaves a mark on your soul

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Inner Logic
Automatons with business suits clinging black boxes
Sequestering the blueprints of daily life
Contented, free of care, they rejoice in morning ritual
As they file like drone ant colonies to their office in the sky
I don't ask questions, don't promote demonstrations,
Don't look for new consensus, don't stray from constitution
If I pierce the complexity I won't find salvation
Just the bald and over truth
Of the evil and deception
There is an inner logic,
And we're taught to stay far from it
It is simple and elegant,
But it's cruel and antithetic
And there's no effort to reveal it
Graduated mentors stroll in marbled brick porticos
In sagacious dialog they despise their average ways
Displaying pomp and discipline, they mold their institution
Where they practice exclusion on the masses every day
There is an inner logic,
And we're taught to stay far from it
It is simple and elegant,
But it's cruel and antithetic
And there's no effort to reveal it
Decorated warriors drill harmless kids on pavement
Simulating tyranny under red alert
Protecting the opulent and staging moral standard
They expect redemption of character and self-growth
There is an inner logic,
And we're taught to stay far from it
It is simple and elegant,
But it's cruel and antithetic
There is an inner logic,
And we're taught to stay far from it
It is simple and elegant,
But it's cruel and antithetic
And there's no effort to reveal it
No equality, no opportunity
No tolerance for the progressive alternative

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What It Is
There's a purpose, there's a goal
There's a virtuous, and immoral
There's a reason for all of this
And I don't know what it is
I am one, and plural too
I accept them but they exclude
I could make sense of all of this
But I don't know what it is
The seeds of inspiration never germinated in my mind
The beacon of awakening is somewhere that I can't find
So I don't know what it is
There's a beginning, and there's an end
There's a climax, some would contend
There's a way to signify this
But I don't know what it is
The seeds of inspiration never germinated in my mind
The beacon of awakening is somewhere that I can't find
So I don't know what it is
Show me something more definitive
I don't know what it is

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21st Century (Digital Boy)
I can't believe it,
The way you look sometimes
Like a trampled flag on a city street
Oh yeah
And I don't want it
The things you're offering me
Symbolized bar code quick id
Oh yeah
I'm a 21st century digital boy
I don't know how to live
But I've got a lot of toys
My daddy is lazy middle class intellectual
My mammy's on valium
She's so ineffectual
Ain't life a mystery?
I can't explain it
The things you're saying to me
Going yayayayayayaya
Oh yeah
I'm a 21st century digital boy
I don't know how to read
But I've got a lot of toys
My daddy is lazy middle class intellectual
My mammy's on valium
She's so ineffectual
Ain't life a mystery?
I tried to tell you about no control
But now I really don't know
And then you told me how bad you had to suffer
Is that really all you have to offer?
Cause I'm a 21st century digital boy
I don't know how to live
But I've got a lot of toys
My daddy's a lazy middle class intellectual
My mammy's on valium
So ineffectual
21st century digital boy
21st century digital boy
Inocense raped with napalm fire
Everything I want, I really need
Ain't life a mystery?
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