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from a poem, a gun by barely free

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we're flopping fish inside our heads

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knowledge quenches curiosity for information as money translates into power/personal safety security and comfort are abridged there’s no escaping the grid towers lined armed guards with power over others/fame and celebrity are not dominion, something cool or hip which often translates into social acceptance? Learn of love, relationships, sex and enhanced health, mindful wealth the ending of disease and free the refugees of the bible belt - we’re starving mouths with no pills to ease a fear or to improve self-image, five sensory joys or pleasures measured in petrol di-methyl ethers, entertainment or distractions such as taxes and social acceptance which are muted out when the bombs ring overhead, over baghdad, and you remember polaroids shakin’ when andre 2012 says: “a better future for their children is not immune to ignorance, thirty-six months you’ll see this whole planet rift delirious transcontinental plate drifts, climate shifts, sterilized men and women scream and die lips-sealed, listless and the influenza sprays through the rain clouds as we sadly sing the wrong phrase now, as we sadly sing the wrong phrase now, and it goes...”

distortion of facts used
to distract and divide,
forced into slavery
by subliminal scribes,
time is an illusion,
we cling to the delusions,
we need to end wars for peace
to start a new revolution!
it’s just the brainwashed
sheep who play these
bleak money games
as weak cash for clunker fame
co-opts the stage
behind the scenes a federal casino
just the zeitgeist night train -
how we gonna take down babylon tonight?
Channel left and right, Brain,
become one with is and let the good times vibrate
be the one who stands up,
you’ll see you’re not alone
in an intentional mind state,
reverberate,
our future is now at stake:

our future is in peril
the water makes us steril
we’re flopping fish inside
a New World Order barrel

you’ll see you’re not alone in an intentional mind state:
be the one who stands up,
become one with is and let the good times vibrate
how we gonna take down babylon tonight? Channel left and right, Brain,
behind the scenes a federal casino just the zeitgeist night train -
weak cash for clunker fame co-opts the stage
it’s just the brainwashed sheep who play money games
we need to end wars for peace to start a new revolution,
time is an illusion, we cling to the delusions,
forced into slavery by subliminal scribes,
distortion of facts used to distract and divide,

we suffer through subliminal states,
hopeless victims to undeniably anguished fates

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from a poem, a gun, released January 29, 2011
rikshaw - words, vocals, idea
dj deep breathely - synths & electronic drums
nature boy - production

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