Get to Work

Last Day

Song originally by: En Esch, Sascha Konietzko, & Günter Schulz

Godlike [KMFDM Cover]

A healthy dose of off-the-wall chaos.

Vocals by: Yahiym King

BWNJ Gang

Liltrapspot - Gang Gang (80-UK Version)

Lyrics:

Stuck in a place, wiping out the time
Paleness on the face, get out this life
Stationary thoughts fester in the brain
Existential “oughts” drowning in the rain
Climbing to the feet, no blood in the eyes
Sleep walk to a seat, useless till the night
Monotonous earth, cyclical and small
Is this what I’m worth? “No,” said I, “Not at all!”

Crippled with no strength to stand
Higher beings will not lend a hand
Rigor Mortis - she holds me tight
Evanesce my worth from sight

As carrion, I won’t carry on
Melting in my spot till dawn
Lay me on the sterile Stretcher
Cut in deep as the human Fleischer
Awaken in a drunken daze
On your back is where you’ll stay
But is there more to these identical days?
Not when all hues blend to gray

Crippled with no strength to stand
Higher beings will not lend a hand
Rigor Mortis - she holds me tight
Evanesce my worth from sight

Just put me in my motherf*cking grave

A Mundane Odyssey

Rigor Mortis

Domestic Disturbance

Wither

Wither (Guitars by Garret Stefaniak)

Lyrics:

The sun's still shining and I feel no pain
All my past women have forgotten my name
It’s too bad my apathy’s got to me
But I’ll mow down you f*ckers in a shooting spree
I couldn’t care less about the wrongs I’ve made
Nothing can stop us falling in our graves
Why not speed it up and save ourselves from pain?
‘Cause we get a little crazy when our lives get plain

I broke both ankles trying to do my thing
But I won’t need them when I get my wings
I glide over negativity and hate
Only call for dinner when there’s ass on my plate
Racing like a maniac, running real late
I total my whip and then accept my fate
Inches from afterlife made me say
That nothing guarantees getting through the day

You and I
I'm honestly surprised that we're still alive, but
All this time
I've grown to love this crazy coaster ride

I tore my leg in half; I don't care
At least I have two more to spare
Then I yelled at them f*ckers upon that stage
As they cheered my name not knowing their blame
A stagnant break from stressful rains
Caused me to deep fry my brain
As I sat back in awe at the nothingness
The next thing I know the whole day was missed

I plant my feet outside my nest
And I could flap my wings or fall, I guess
But this gravity that pulls on hopes
Is stronger than I able to cope
At least there is a breeze when I fall
'Cause I don’t feel like working at all
But, hey, I'm young it's not my fault
And degeneracy is all I got

You and I
I'm honestly surprised that we're still alive, but
All this time
I've grown to love this crazy coaster ride

(You are a winner just like everyone else)

Participation Trophy

Lyrics:

Down the road the heat lightning fills the air
Deep inside, I feel something is not there
Despair is a sentiment that I have
Long grown out
But these isolated times still remind me
About my childish thoughts that still prevail
Watching the strobing bolts arounds me
Remind me of my life in detail

I’m in this
As a solipsist
In a Matrix
Alone in consciousness
Living in a simulation
Tends to become rather bland
Hack myself into the system
Shredding my world by my hands

Who are you? What am I? Is existence just a lie?
No, you can't even prove that this world is not just you
As a child, I'd go blank drowning in my own think-tank
If I died, would I wake as a fetus and retake
My life the same again, forgetting all my deeds and sins
Not knowing reality is an endless rerun and
Nothing out the mind is a certain truth
And if it's all imagination, then what's the use?

I’m in this
As a solipsist
In a Matrix
Alone in consciousness
Living in a simulation
Tends to become rather bland
Hack myself into the system
Shredding my world by my hands

It’s okay. You’re not there. Everything will be repaired
Once I resurrect and then the cycle will reset
Now hush; lend an ear. No need to have a fear
This gun against your head is just a figment up in here
I can justify all the things I say and do
Because I am the only one who has a fucking clue
So close your eyes and don’t resist as I blow a hole
This realm in which I live I am the only soul

I’m in this
As a solipsist
In a Matrix
Alone in consciousness
Living in a simulation
Tends to become rather bland
Hack myself into the system
Shredding my world by my hands

Solipsist

Lyrics:

Small town
No secrets

Picket fences, windchimes
Cellophane over the lies
Shiny luxuries blind
Any sense of intimacy
Gluten-free; snow-white teeth
Walk the children on a leash
While the hound gets the will
In western moral defeat
Underwhelming, undeserving
Umbrella of über-confidence
Complain about the source
But it all begins with "U"
Who died today?
Read the headlines, by the way
Distract yourself
From the destruction of our age

A young boy, a star pupil
Growing up as usual
Mother brought home another
Man to seal the split
Just to find her outside
With the boy-toy throwing hits
Lip split, busted eyes
F*ck it, he's gonna die
Boy pulls out the rifle
Blows one in his back
Since the one won't enough
He blew another just to check
Slumped dead in his car
Retribution he attained
"That'll teach that motherf*cker
I reciprocate the pain."

Blame it on the whites
Blame it on the blacks
Blame it on the system
That stabbed them in the back
Blame it on the guns
Blame it on the games
Blame it on the music
Whatever backs the claim
Blame it on the left
Blame it on the right
Or blame it on the one
Who tried to show the light
Blame it on family
Blame it on the fear
This reasoning will
Never be clear

Hard-working country man
Single with a secret night-life
A heart attack raged
He drove straight to the surgeon's knife
No peep years later
For two straight weeks
But when they found his body
The entire house reeked
Dead in his bed
For over fourteen days
The heated blanket on his corpse
Just sped up his decay
Blue and swollen
As he oozed into the sheets
They peeled off his stiff rot
And laid his bones to sleep

A family of four
Like it's out a magazine
Father loved his motorbike
But he itched for dopamine
Not a helmet on his head
Could keep him from lying dead
On the cold asphalt
Behind a crushed truck bed
The son spiraled down
Frying the mind to escape
But when the weed wont enough
Maybe pills would stop the hate
"F*ck it! End it!"
Knock it back and ride into
The blackness. "Embrace me!"
Never again coming to

Blame it on the whites
Blame it on the blacks
Blame it on the system
That stabbed them in the back
Blame it on the guns
Blame it on the games
Blame it on the music
Whatever backs the claim
Blame it on the left
Blame it on the right
Or blame it on the one
Who tried to show the light
Blame it on family
Blame it on the fear
This reasoning will
Never be clear

Middle-aged man with a
Love for liquor
A swollen red nose
Gave away his addiction
And pain inflicted
No wife would mention
All the bruises and scars
And family tension
But when the cops started
To tie the ends together
Of all the petty thefts and crimes
It didn’t matter whether
If it were days in the klink
Or a thousand years
A shotgun blast in the mouth
Was how he dealt with fear

Father of two
Who'd been to hell and back
Raised on Ozzy and snakes
But still derailed from his track
Conqueror of cancer
But still hooked on dope
From his gun he ascended
Leaving children to cope

And as doom embraces
Suddenly
Life is more
Real than ever

Blame it on the whites
Blame it on the blacks
Blame it on the system
That stabbed them in the back
Blame it on the guns
Blame it on the games
Blame it on the music
Whatever backs the claim
Blame it on the left
Blame it on the right
Or blame it on the one
Who tried to show the light
Blame it on family
Blame it on the fear
This reasoning will
Never be clear

Blame it on the whites
Blame it on the blacks
Blame it on the system
That stabbed them in the back
Blame it on the guns
Blame it on the games
Blame it on the music
Whatever backs the claim
Blame it on the left
Blame it on the right
Or blame it on the one
Who tried to show the light
Blame it on family
Blame it on the fear
This reasoning will
Never be clear
 
Domestic disturbance
Domestic disturbance
Domestic disturbance
Domestic disturbance
Domestic disturbance
Domestic disturbance
Domestic disturbance
Domestic disturbance

Lyrics:

Wide, glazed-over eyes that see
Nothing that they disagree
Perched upon their worthless throne
With nothing but a degree

"Everyone around me
is nothing but a slave."
Boxed inside a rainbow room
Where they auto-fellate

[Terry Davis]
I have f*ckin' divine f*ckin' intellect so suck my f*ckin' c*ck. F*ck you!

We look up to you
We look up to you
But with knowledge comes a fine
You look up to you
You look up to you
Yet so far from divine

They write the rules to silence
But their sh*t's smeared on the wall
No credentials will save them
When God descends and wipes this world clean

They hold the moral compass
And they walk the other way
Regurgitating repugnance
Craving virtue as they bray

We look up to you
We look up to you
But with knowledge comes a fine
You look up to you
You look up to you
Yet so far from divine

You whisked yourself away then you read a few books
On irrelevant, arbitrary heaps of pathos
Dye that hair, get that piercing, live one life, but your soul is missing
Where's that future? Guess it's gone like the money you've been pissing

So what the f*ck you think you know about wisdom and truth?
Please tell me what you think you know about what's good for the youth
Antagonize me to submission; call me what you will
I know the only thing keeps you woke are Adderall pills

Piled High and Damned; masters of bullsh*t
Suck my degree; late abortions
Graveyards of wombs; oblivious smirks
God complexes; Mercury halos

[Bill Husfelt]
Please don't, please don't, please…

We look up to you
We look up to you
But with knowledge comes a fine
You look up to you
You look up to you
Yet so far from divine
We look down on you
We look down on you
As the pariahs in your eyes
You're not the burning bush
That you tell yourself
But you'll be burning when you die

Far from Divine

Lyrics:

[Dr. J. Robert Oppenheimer]
I remembered the line from the Hindu scripture, the Bhagavad Gita. Vishnu was tying to persuade the Prince that he should do his duty, and, to impress him, takes on his multi-armed form and says, "Now I am become Death – the Destroyer of Worlds."

Midnight in the street
The neon lights of clubs and bars
Choke out Luna and all her stars
Imprisoned in our dreams
Are you impressed with what you see,
When every human's blasphemy?
What if the world were to tumble down
And crumble at your feet?
Lie awake in your bed
With your lover on the other end
Yet isolated in your brain
And rehearse it all again
Does it ever cross your mind
That everything is not as fine
As the nightly shows and evening news
When you chose to stay in line?

Docile and weary
Sources of pleasure have lost their charm
You think "How did I manage to get this far?"
As the grass dies beneath your feet
Still the years dissolve away
Once a hopeful child suffused with bliss
In a simple time of innocence
Now praying for doomsday
Strangers in your land
Exploit the gifts of helpful hands
And rape your way of life, still you're told
To never make a stand
So does is ever cross your mind
That everything would all be fine
If this sad joke of a planet would just
Collapse from the inside?

[Dr. J. Robert Oppenheimer]
I have been asked whether in the years to come it would be possible to kill forty million American people in the twenty largest American towns by the use of atomic bombs in a single night. I'm afraid that the answer to that question is yes. I have been asked whether there are specific counter-measures against the atomic bomb. I know that the bombs that we make in Los Alamos cannot be exploded by such counter-measures. I do not think there is any foundation for the hope that such counter-measures will be found.

Vishnu

Everything Is a Reminder

Lyrics:

The sky would drip with love
I remember the blur
Throats and eyes would burn
As you'd twist and turn

But where did it all go? (the stretching halls and streaking lights)
Out the milky air you're gone (the bitter spirits clutch my own)
So wipe me from your fucking brain
And leave me in my stasis until I gotta turn forth and face the wind

[Terence McKenna]
You can live and die inside these intellectual structures, but people of curiosity usually find themselves unsatisfied.

Let's just sleep it off instead/body of lead
Darkness from the infrared but far from dead
Alone gazing at the sky
Melting as we ponder why

Let the kundalini rise, peer from three eyes
Reality's a mere disguise, yet we comply

[Terence McKenna]
What are we, where did we come from, and where are we going? We don’t actually know what our predicament is.

Meet the passed ones that we've missed. Submerge in this
Event horizon of bliss – a divine kiss
Scale the mighty Yggdrasil
I'll fuck you as space-time stands still
We clutch hands and intertwine
Sprouting tears traverse our smile

Out-of-Body

Lyrics:

Open your weary eyes and see an abysmal plain
Of steaming waste that dissolved the hardest rocks to grain
Asphyxiated lungs with ecstasy
Are you feeling free making angels in ash flurries?

I am unimpressed with what I see
Don’t start Armageddon without me
Let the heavens fall and the fissures split
Maybe now you'll know how to go through shit
Blow the trumpets
Blow the trumpets
Blow the trumpets
Devour the tail

[Anton Lavey]
…That I'm a very happy man. An extremely happy man in a compulsively unhappy world. What the world needs is a good whipping!

From the ouroboros tail to beyond the pale, who gives a fuck when your world is damned to hell?
Yet you spend your life making money to die just to freeze face down in Circle Nine
So outstretch your arms for the sweet release since it’s the only real way to break from your leash
And as the plumes stampede to the spellbound crowds, I think the dream I desired is finally found

I am unimpressed with what I see
Don’t start Armageddon without me
Let the heavens fall and the fissures split
Maybe now you'll know how to go through shit
Blow the trumpets
Blow the trumpets
Blow the trumpets
Devour the tail

All you sheep, supermodels, junkies, police, criminals, all these
Superficial commies, the left, the right, bitches with bruised knees
Visionaries, imbeciles. Learn to suffer – your cup is full
Self-righteous academics and malcontent critics
All you fucking apathetic and pathetic average Joe's
Momma's boys, womanizers, rich and poor, nuns and hoes
All you goddamn self-important, self-indulgent superstars
Fuck your ego, fuck your clout, it's time to earn a couple scars

Devour the Tail

Lyrics:

I O.D.'ed on thinking of you
But I won't start our journey anew
We all have bigger demons to face
Mine seem to just keep me running in place

The sun pierces through the shades
But I wake when light starts to wane
I wish for cumulonimbus clouds
To give me a reason not to go out

It's a strange world, isn't it? A scary world it seems to be
And every time we try to understand, the only victims are our dreams
Seven billion clowns play on a stage, and our acts will come and go
Maybe I can attempt to accept or maybe… maybe tomorrow

My brain drips slowly from my ears
Existence gets quicker every year
The folds stretch on faces I've always known
Inactive I wait for the growth of my own

It's a strange world, isn't it? A scary world it seems to be
And every time we try to understand, the only victims are our dreams
Seven billion clowns play on a stage, and our acts will come and go
Maybe I can attempt to accept or maybe… maybe tomorrow

[Terry Davis]
So, well, it's good to be king! Maybe… I think uh maybe I'm just like a little bizarre little person who walks back and forth. Whatever, ya know?

Maybe Tomorrow

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