BABY’S ON 
BABY’S ON
G….G….G….GEAR

RUSHING HERE AND RUSHING THERE
ANYTIME AND ANYWHERE
KNOWN FOR NOUGHT BUT NECKING GEAR
SHE’S THE GIRL WHO DOES’NT CARE

SHE NEVER KNOWS WHEN TO STOP
HER HEAD IS ALL OVER THE SHOP
DRIVEN BY THE SEEDS OF A PRIMITIVE NEED

RUSHING HERE AND RUSHING THERE
ANYTIME AND ANYWHERE 
KNOWN FOR NOUGHT BUT NECKING GEAR
SHE’S THE GIRL WHO DOESN’T CARE

SHE NEVER KNOWS WHEN TO STOP
HER HEAD IS ALL OVER THE SHOP
CAUGHT UP IN THE ECHO OF A PRIMITIVE ACT

BABY’S ON
BABY’S ON
G….G….G….GEAR

RUSHING HERE AND RUSHING THERE
ANYTIME AND ANYWHERE
KNOWN FOR NOUGHT BUT NECKING GEAR
SHE’S THE GIRL WHO DOESN’T CARE

DIVING INTO OCEANS OF OBLIVION
SAVVY TO THE SITUATION
DABBLES IN DERIVATIVES OF OPIUM

RUSHING HERE AND RUSHING THERE
ANYTIME AND ANYWHERE
KNOWN FOR NOUGHT BUT NECKING GEAR
SHE’S THE GIRL WHO DOESN’T CARE

WEARY OF THE DREARINESS OF DEXADRINE
SHE SEARCHES FOR A CHEMICAL EXPLOSION
DELVING INTO DEEPER THINGS LIKE PALTHIUM

BABY’S ON
BABY’S ON
G….G….G….GEAR
                                                                                                                                                                                 RUSHING HERE AND RUSHING THERE
ANYTIME AND ANYWHERE
KNOWN FOR NOUGHT BUT NECKING GEAR
SHE’S THE GIRL WHO DOESN’T CARE 

HOOKED ON HIGHS AND HEADY HITS
FROM SCORE TO SCORE SHE’S TURNING TRICKS
SUMMING UP THE WAY SHE TICKS
EVERY PUNTER IS A FIX

RUSHING HERE AND RUSHING THERE
ANYTIME AND ANYWHERE
KNOWN FOR NOUGHT BUT NECKING GEAR
SHE’S THE GIRL WHO DOESN’T CARE

HER BOMBED OUT LETTERS BEG THE BEEB
PLEASE LOCK ME IN A PHARMACY
BUT DREAMS OF SCRIPTS AND COUNTERFIETS
ARE NOT THE SORT THAT JIM’LL FIX

BABY’S ON 
BABY’S ON 
G….G….G….GEAR

RUSHING HERE AND RUSHING THERE
ANYTIME AND ANYWHERE
KNOWN FOR NOUGHT BUT NECKING GEAR
SHE’S THE GIRL WHO DOESN’T CARE

ONCE MORE SHE MUST HURL HERSELF INTO THE BREACH
TO FEEL THE FULL GRAIN BOOMERANG 
FROM HEAD TO FEET

RUSHING HERE AND RUSHING THERE
ANYTIME AND ANYWHERE
KNOWN FOR NOUGHT BUT NECKING GEAR
SHE’S THE GIRL WHO DOESN’T CARE

OFFSPRING TO PINCUSHION MUM
BUT FAVORING HER DARTBOARD DAD
SIAMESE TWIN TO A BOMBED OUT BROTHER
DIKE AND DOWNERS DROVE HER MAD


GEAR (JIM'LL FIX IT)

LITTLE MISS ELUSIVE
EPHEMERAL MESSIAH
YOUR MIST IS HERE A LITTLE WHILE
THEN QUICKLY DISAPPEARS
	
WHY DO I KEEP TRYING
WHEN TRYING BRINGS YOU NEAR
WOULD THAT I JUST CLOSE THE DOOR
PRETEND THAT YOU’RE NOT HERE

BRIEFER THAN THE TWINKLE IN A MAYFLY’S EYE
LIKE BUILDING BLOCKS OF ACID THAT MELT UNDER SUN
LOVE; A BIRD OF PASSAGE IN A TRANSIENT SKY
APPEARING / DISAPPEARING LIKE THE STAR OF BETHLEHEM

WHY DO I KEEP CRYING 
WHEN NO ONE SEES THE TEARS
WHY DO I KEEP REACHING OUT
WHEN NO ONE EVEN CARES

WHAT’S THE POINT OF CRYING
WHEN NO ONE SEES THE TEARS
WHEN FRANKLY DEARS DON’T GIVE A DAMN
AND LOVE IS INSINCERE

BRIEFER THAN THE TWINKLE IN A MAYFLY’S EYE
LIKE BUILDING BLOCKS OF ACID THAT MELT UNDER SUN
LOVE; A BIRD OF PASSAGE IN A TRANSIENT SKY
APPEARING / DISAPPEARING LIKE THE STAR OF BETHLEHEM

LADY PRIMADONNA 
QUENCHER OF DESIRE
RAINS ON EVERY LOVE PARADE
AND QUELLS THE INNER FIRE

INDIAN AND GIVER
EQUIVOCAL DOVE
BRINGS THE GIFT OF TROJAN LOVE
THAT TAKES YOUR WILL TO LIVE

BRIEFER THAN THE TWINKLE IN A MAYFLY’S EYE
LIKE BUILDING BLOCKS OF ACID THAT MELT UNDER SUN
LOVE; A BIRD OF PASSAGE IN A TRANSIENT SKY
APPEARING / DISAPPEARING LIKE THE STAR OF BETHLEHEM
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         INDIAN AND GIVER                                                                                                                                                             AMBIVALENT LOVE
WHO CAN FATHOM YOUR ORIGIN:
BELOW OR ABOVE

CHANGING LIKE THE WEATHER
AN INVISIBLE AGENDA
THE GREATER EIGHTH WONDER
AND THE GREATEST PRETENDER

BRIEFER THAN THE TWINKLE IN A MAYFLY’S EYE
LIKE BUILDING BLOCKS OF ACID THAT MELT UNDER SUN
LOVE; A BIRD OF PASSAGE IN A TRANSIENT SKY
APPEARING / DISAPPEARING LIKE THE STAR OF BETHLHEM

WHY DO I KEEP WAKING UP 
WHERE DO I GO FROM HERE
WHY MUST I DRINK FROM THE CUP
OF OVERFLOWING TEARS

WHAT’S THE POINT OF STAYING
THE FATES ARE SO UNFAIR
MY SEVEN DAYS OF WAXING PASSED
I’VE WANED FOR SEVEN YEARS

EPHEMERAL MESSIAH vocal

ARE WE BETTER OFF BEING FRIENDS
OR IS LOVE THE SOLUTION
DOES THE ANSWER LYE AT RAINBOWS END
OR IS LOVE THE SOLUTION

LOVE IS THE SOLUTION

LOVE IS OUT OF REACH OF YOU AND I
AND THERE’S NOTHING MUCH THAT WE CAN DO

LOVE IS THE SOLUTION

LOVE IS LIKE A VISION IN THE SKY
AND THERE’S NOTHING MUCH THAT WE CAN DO

OH, LOVE….LOVE….LOVE
IS KINDA WONDERFUL

DOES IT REALLY MATTER WHAT WE SAY
OR WHAT WE DO FROM DAY TODAY
FOR IN ORDER TO CHANGE OUR WAYS
WE MUST CHANGE THE SOURCE OF HISTORY

LOVE IS THE SOLUTION

LOVE IS OUT OF REACH OF YOU AND I
AND THERE’S NOTHING MUCH THAT WE CAN DO

LOVE IS THE SOLUTION

LOVE IS LIKE A VISION IN THE SKY
AND THERE’S NOTHING MUCH THAT WE CAN DO

OH, LOVE….LOVE….LOVE
IS KINDA WONDERFUL

LOVE IS MORE THAN MAGICAL
MORE THAN JUST A MEMORY
MORE….MORE….MORE….MORE
MORE THAN A MYSTERY
MORE….MORE….MORE….MORE
MORE THAN WORDS CAN EVER SAY
MORE….MORE….MORE….MORE
MORE THAN JUST A HEADLONG RUSH INTO MADNESS
LOVE IS MORE THAN MAGICAL
MORE THAN JUST A MEMORY
MORE….MORE….MORE….MORE
MORE THAN A MYSTERY

LOVE IS MORE THAN MYTHICAL
MORE THAN JUST A RHAPSODY
MORE THAN FLIGHTS OF FANTASY

LOVE IS MORE THAN ECSTASY
MORE….MORE….MORE….MORE
MORE THAN JUST A HEADLONG RUSH INTO MADNESS

LOVE IS THE SOLUTION

WISHING ALL OF THIS….WAS IN MY HEAD

WHEN I THINK OF WHAT THE WORLD’S BECOME
NOTHING AS IT APPEARS
WHEN I THINK OF ALL THE THINGS I’VE DONE
I’M REDUCED TO TEARS

MAKES ME WONDER IF EACH SETTING SUN
WILL SPELL THE END OF OUR FEARS
WHETHER EACH DAY MIGHT BE THE LAST DAY….
WE ARE HERE

WHEN I THINK ABOUT WHAT LURKS INSIDE
ALL THE SECRETS WE TRY TO HIDE
I CAN’T FORGET ABOUT THE WAY I LIED
WITHOUT REGRET, I WATCHED YOU CRY

WHEN I THINK OF ALL THE THINGS I SAID
OF THE DAYS I THOUGHT I WAS DEAD
ALWAYS WISHING I’D STAYED IN BED
AND WISHING ALL OF THIS….WAS IN MY HEAD

TOO LATE NOW TO CHANGE THE PAST
WITH EACH HORIZON SINKING FAST
THE SEVEN SKIES ARE OVERCAST
THE ACID RAIN LIKE BROKEN GLASS

THE LAST ECLIPSE WAS NOT UNDONE
REFELECTING BLUE UPON….A BLISTERED SUN
PROJECTS A HUE THAT DIMS OUR VIEW
A LONDON FOG HAS….CLOSED THE WINDOW

BREAK

NOTHING TO SAY….IT’S TOO LATE TO PRAY
OUR BELIEF IN IMMORTALITY
HAS THROWN IT ALL AWAY

APATHETIC AND GREY
FEET MADE OF CLAY
WHILE WE’RE RAPING THE COUNTRY
WE CELEBRATE EARTH DAY
(THE GARDEN OF EDEN IS BLEEDING FROM EVERY PORE)

IGNORING THE WARNINGS
FROM MOURNING TO MOURNING
THE SACKCLOTH AND ASHES
THE BLOOD THIRSTY FACISTS
ARE SURROUNDING EACH DEATH BED

IGNORING THE UNFED
PROMOTING THE BLOODSHED
ABORTING THE BRED
WE BRING OUT THE DEAD

PHILOSOPHERS SAY WE’RE THE ENEMY
THAT WE….THAT WE….
ARE WHAT WE FEAR

SEER AND SAGE RECITE PROPHECY
BUT ALL THAT THEY SEE
IS MORE MISERY
AND MORE TRAGEDY….MORE TRAGEDY


BLUE SUN vocal

A FEED-THE-WORLD-TYPE SYMPHONY

OH THIS COULD BE THE FINAL SOLUTION
ANOTHER SOURCE OF HUMAN POLLUTION
THE ONE THAT BRINGS THEM CRASHING DOWN
LIKE JERICHO, THE WALLS OF EVERY TOWN

I CAN BE FREE, YOU CAN BE FREE, WE CAN BE FREE
I CAN BE FREE, YOU CAN BE FREE, WE CAN BE FREE

MAYBE WE CAN BUILD ONE COUNTRY
BRING AN END TO ALL INSANITY
BUILDING BRIDGES, BREAKING BORDERS
USHER IN THE BRAND NEW ORDER

I CAN BE FREE, YOU CAN BE FREE, WE CAN BE FREE
I CAN BE FREE, YOU CAN BE FREE, WE CAN BE FREE

THIS FANTASY IS LIKE MASOCHISM
IT BRINGS US HOPE AMIDST CONFUSION
CONCEALS A FROWN THAT’S UPSIDE DOWN
THE SMEARED FACE OF THE CIRCUS CLOWN

I CAN BE FREE, YOU CAN BE FREE, WE CAN BE FREE
I CAN BE FREE, YOU CAN BE FREE, WE CAN BE FREE

MAYBE WE CAN LIVE IN HARMONY
CREATE A FEED-THE-WORLD-TYPE SYMPHONY
ERADICATING WAR AND MURDER
TO TAKE THESE WORDS OF PEACE MUCH FURTHER

I CAN BE FREE, YOU CAN BE FREE, WE CAN BE FREE
I CAN BE FREE, YOU CAN BE FREE, WE CAN BE FREE

CLASPING HANDS, LET’S COME TOGETHER
THE FOOLISH MAN AND THE OH SO CLEVER
CHAINS OF INJUSTICE SHALL BE SEVERED
NO MORE BLUE BLOOD SHALL BE MEASURED

THE GOOD AND THE BAD IN PEACE BE TETHERED
TOGETHER STORMY SEAS WE’LL WEATHER
CONSIGNING THE PAST TO THE TWELTH OF NEVER
THE KINGDOM BUILT WILL LAST FOREVER

I THINK WE’VE REACHED THE WRONG CONCLUSION
A BLINDING LIGHT, THEN A BALL OF FUSION
IS THE OUTCOME WE ORDAIN
A CHAIN OF GLOBAL GOBI DESERTS WILL BE ALL THAT REMAIN

I CAN BE FREE, YOU CAN BE FREE, WE CAN BE FREE
I CAN BE FREE, YOU CAN BE FREE, WE CAN BE FREE

I WILL NEVER BE AN INSTITUTION
OR WASH MY HANDS AT THE LAST ABLUTION
OR PASS THE CAN BACK TO MY MOTHER
OR CAST THE FIRST STONE AT MY BROTHER

I CAN BE FREE, YOU CAN BE FREE, WE CAN BE FREE
I CAN BE FREE, YOU CAN BE FREE, WE CAN BE FREE

YOUR SIGHTS ARE SET ON IMAGINATION
ASSESS EACH DAY THROUGH HALLUCINATION
THE WORLD YOU SPEAK OF IS A DREAM IN VAIN
THE PEACEFUL RAVINGS OF A TWISTED BRAIN

I CAN BE FREE, YOU CAN BE FREE, WE CAN BE FREE
I CAN BE FREE, YOU CAN BE FREE, WE CAN BE FREE

MAYBE WE CAN BUILD ONE COUNTRY
BRING AN END TO GREED AND POVERTY
CREATING ONE BIG BROTHER STATE
AND WELCOME ALL THROUGH A GOLDEN GATE

I CAN BE FREE, YOU CAN BE FREE, WE CAN BE FREE
I CAN BE FREE, YOU CAN BE FREE, WE CAN BE FREE

WE CAN BE FREE (A FEED THE WORLD TYPE SYMPHONY)

SOMEONE SAID GET OUT OF BED
THE END OF THE WORLD IS IN YOUR HEAD
THOSE LATE LATE NIGHTS WITH THE BOOK OF THE DEAD
THE REM STAGE FILLED WITH DREAD

TATTOOED YOUR EYES
WITH GRAPHIC LIES
INFECTED YOUR BLOODSTREAM
POLLUTED YOUR MIND

THEN ALL YOUR DOOMSDAYS CAME AT ONCE
FIRST STRIKE LAUNCHED WITHOUT RESPONSE
WARHEADS, PRIMED, FILL THE EXPANSE
NO MINUTE WARNINGS IN ADVANCE

LET'S BLOW THIS WORLD TO SMITHEREENS
LET'S TAKE OUR FATE TO ITS EXTREME
WE'LL BAR THE WAY TO HEAVEN'S GATE
AND REALIGN TECTONIC PLATES

THIS WORLD HAS GOT TO GO
OH YEAH, THIS WORLD HAS GOT TO GO
THIS WORLD HAS GOT TO GO
OH YEAH, THIS WORLD HAS GOT TO GO


WHEN SOMEONE SAID
BETTER DEAD THAN RED
DON'T WANT STRANGE FELLOWS IN MY BED
DON'T WISH UPON YOU WHAT IS BAD
IT'S JUST YOUR BLOOD I WISH TO SHED

ALL THE SONS OF UNCLE SAM
ARMED TO THE TEETH AND TO A MAN
TURNED ON NEIGHBOUR; FOE AND FRIEND
AND THAT'S WHEN DOOMSDAY HIT THE FAN

AND TO THE DOOM TO WHICH WE SPED
OUR ENEMIES, WE SENT AHEAD
MAKING INROADS, DROPPING PAYLOADS
ON THOSE LANDS WE FEAR TO TREAD

THEN ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE
AS MISSILES CRUISED
AND FLYING BOMBS ARRIVED CONFUSED
BUT ONLY ONE WILL BE AMUSED
ONCE ALL THE CITIES HAVE BEEN BRUISED

THIS WORLD HAS GOT TO GO
OH YEAH, THIS WORLD HAS GOT TO GO
THIS WORLD HAS GOT TO GO
OH YEAH, THIS WORLD HAS GOT TO GO

A WORLD THAT LEFT US ALL ALONE
A WORLD THAT LEFT US ALL ALONE

THIS EARTH HAS RUN ITS COURSE
SPENT OF EVERY FORCE
AND ALL OF HER RESOURCES

ABANDONED AT BIRTH
BUT THINGS COULD BE WORSE
WE COULD HAVE BEEN ASSIGNED TO A PLANET WITHOUT WORTH

A WORLD THAT LEFT US ALL ALONE
A WORLD THAT LEFT US ALL ALONE

THIS EARTH HAS RUN ITS COURSE
SPENT OF EVERY FORCE
AND ALL OF HER RESOURCES

THIS SELF-INFLICTED CURSE
IS A CHAPTER WITHOUT VERSE
EVOLUTION IN REVERSE
A WORLD WHERE TRUTH IS STEEPED IN FICTION

A WORLD THAT LEFT US ALL ALONE
A WORLD THAT LEFT US ALL ALONE

THIS EARTH HAS RUN ITS COURSE
SPENT OF EVERY FORCE
AND ALL OF HER RESOURCES

THIS "HANGS ON NOTHING" HEARSE
WITH A PAST THAT'S BEYOND MIRTH
OH YES, IT'S LAUGHABLE, IT'S PERVERSE
THE UGLY DUCKLING UNIVERSE

A WORLD THAT LEFT US ALL ALONE
A WORLD THAT LEFT US ALL ALONE

THIS EARTH HAS RUN ITS COURSE
SPENT OF EVERY FORCE
AND ALL OF HER RESOURCES

WHERE THE LAST WANTS TO BE FIRST
AND THE FIRST WORSHIPS HIS PURSE
AND A YIN FOR POWER, THE SWEET AND SOUR
FUEL THE POISONS THEY DISPERSE

THIS WORLD HAS GOT TO GO
OH YEAH, THIS WORLD HAS GOT TO GO
THIS WORLD HAS GOT TO GO
OH YEAH, THIS WORLD HAS GOT TO GO

TOO LATE TO CHANGE ITS WAYS
THIS WORLD HAS HAD ITS DAY
TOO LATE TO CHANGE ITS WAYS
THIS WORLD HAS HAD ITS DAY

THIS WORLD HAS GOT TO GO

SOMEONE SAID GET OUT OF BED
THE END OF THE WORLD IS IN YOUR HEAD
THOSE LATE LATE NIGHTS WITH THE BOOK OF THE DEAD
THE REM STAGE FILLED WITH DREAD

TATTOOED YOUR EYES
WITH GRAPHIC LIES
INFECTED YOUR BLOODSTREAM
POLLUTED YOUR MIND

THEN ALL YOUR DOOMSDAYS CAME AT ONCE
FIRST STRIKE LAUNCHED WITHOUT RESPONSE
WARHEADS, PRIMED, FILL THE EXPANSE
NO MINUTE WARNINGS IN ADVANCE

LET'S BLOW THIS WORLD TO SMITHEREENS
LET'S TAKE OUR FATE TO ITS EXTREME
WE'LL BAR THE WAY TO HEAVEN'S GATE
AND REALIGN TECTONIC PLATES

THIS WORLD HAS GOT TO GO
OH YEAH, THIS WORLD HAS GOT TO GO
THIS WORLD HAS GOT TO GO
OH YEAH, THIS WORLD HAS GOT TO GO


WHEN SOMEONE SAID
BETTER DEAD THAN RED
DON'T WANT STRANGE FELLOWS IN MY BED
DON'T WISH UPON YOU WHAT IS BAD
IT'S JUST YOUR BLOOD I WISH TO SHED

ALL THE SONS OF UNCLE SAM
ARMED TO THE TEETH AND TO A MAN
TURNED ON NEIGHBOR; FOE AND FRIEND
AND THAT'S WHEN DOOMSDAY HIT THE FAN

AND TO THE DOOM TO WHICH WE SPED
OUR ENEMIES, WE SENT AHEAD
MAKING INROADS, DROPPING PAYLOADS
ON THOSE LANDS WE FEAR TO TREAD

THEN ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE
AS MISSILES CRUISED
AND FLYING BOMBS ARRIVED CONFUSED
BUT ONLY ONE WILL BE AMUSED
ONCE ALL THE CITIES HAVE BEEN BRUISED

THIS WORLD HAS GOT TO GO
OH YEAH, THIS WORLD HAS GOT TO GO
THIS WORLD HAS GOT TO GO
OH YEAH, THIS WORLD HAS GOT TO GO

A WORLD THAT LEFT US ALL ALONE
A WORLD THAT LEFT US ALL ALONE

THIS EARTH HAS RUN ITS COURSE
SPENT OF EVERY FORCE
AND ALL OF HER RESOURCES

ABANDONED AT BIRTH
BUT THINGS COULD BE WORSE
WE COULD HAVE BEEN ASSIGNED TO A PLANET WITHOUT WORTH

A WORLD THAT LEFT US ALL ALONE
A WORLD THAT LEFT US ALL ALONE

THIS EARTH HAS RUN ITS COURSE
SPENT OF EVERY FORCE
AND ALL OF HER RESOURCES

THIS SELF-INFLICTED CURSE
IS A CHAPTER WITHOUT VERSE
EVOLUTION IN REVERSE
A WORLD WHERE TRUTH IS STEEPED IN FICTION

A WORLD THAT LEFT US ALL ALONE
A WORLD THAT LEFT US ALL ALONE

THIS EARTH HAS RUN ITS COURSE
SPENT OF EVERY FORCE
AND ALL OF HER RESOURCES

THIS "HANGS ON NOTHING" HEARSE
WITH A PAST THAT'S BEYOND MIRTH
OH YES, IT'S LAUGHABLE, IT'S PERVERSE
THE UGLY DUCKLING UNIVERSE

A WORLD THAT LEFT US ALL ALONE
A WORLD THAT LEFT US ALL ALONE

THIS EARTH HAS RUN ITS COURSE
SPENT OF EVERY FORCE
AND ALL OF HER RESOURCES

WHERE THE LAST WANTS TO BE FIRST
AND THE FIRST WORSHIPS HIS PURSE
AND A YIN FOR POWER, THE SWEET AND SOUR
FUEL THE POISONS THEY DISPERSE

THIS WORLD HAS GOT TO GO
OH YEAH, THIS WORLD HAS GOT TO GO
THIS WORLD HAS GOT TO GO
OH YEAH, THIS WORLD HAS GOT TO GO

TOO LATE TO CHANGE ITS WAYS
THIS WORLD HAS HAD ITS DAY
TOO LATE TO CHANGE ITS WAYS
THIS WORLD HAS HAD ITS DAY

THIS WORLD HAS GOT TO GO vocal first edit w.i.p.

SECOND COMING OF THE CHAMELEON OF POP

WAS MET BY A FANFARE
THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE
SIX IN THE MORNING
ARRIVED WITH OUT WARNING

HE FELL OUT OF THE SKY
NOBODY BELIEVED HIM
IT CAME AS NO SURPRISE
THAT IT ALL CAME TO NOTHIN'

SECOND COMING OF THE CHAMELEON OF POP

HIS ACCUSERS, ON A HIGH
BOTH THE FOOLISH AND THE WISE
PREACH THE UNIVERSAL LIE
INSISTING HE MUST DIE

AS THE HECKLERS MULTIPLY
HIS EXISTENCE, THEY DENY
HIS REJECTION AND DEJECTION
A WRITTEN IN CONCRETE PROPHECY

SECOND COMING OF THE CHAMELEON OF POP

A WORD TO THE UNWISE
THERE IS NO SOLUTION
IF YOU THINK THAT YOU KNOW WHY
YOU ARE IN FOR A BIG SURPRISE

YOU LOOK IN THE RIGHT PLACE
BUT LOOK AT THE WRONG TIME
THE TRUTH IS ALL AROUND YOU
BUT NOTHING CAN OPEN YOUR EYES

SECOND COMING OF THE CHAMELEON OF POP

THE ABILITY TO REASON OR THINK FOR YOURSELF
HAS DEPARTED THIS WORLD, AND DESERTED THE PEOPLE

BEYOND THE POINT OF REDEMPTION
YOUR'E THE BLANK GENERATION
YOUR LACK OF INVENTION
GIVING WAY TO PRETENSION

SECOND COMING OF THE CHAMELEON OF POP

YOU MISTAKE THE GENII FOR JERKS
BUT FOR THE JERKS YOU GO BERSERK
AND PLACE THE JACKASS RAPPER
ON THE PEDESTAL HE BOUGHT

WHILE BORN AGAIN BOWIE
STARES YOU IN THE FACE
AWASH WITH NO PUBLICITY
DESTINED TO VANISH WITHOUT TRACE

SECOND COMING OF THE CHAMELEON OF POP

SWALLOWED UP IN A SEA
OF MEDIOCRITY
WHERE THE KING IS IMITATION
WITH THE PUBLIC ALWAYS LOOKING IN THE WRONG PLACE

SECOND COMING OF THE CHAMELEON OF POP

HE'S ECLECTIC, HE'S PERSISTENT
HIS SONGWRITING; CONSISTENT
TO EVERY PASSING WHIM
HE'S ETERNALLY RESISTANT

THE WIDTH OF HIS IMAGINATION
EVIDENT IN HIS CREATIONS
BEYOND ALL EXPECTATION
USHERS HIM FROM STATION TO STATION

SECOND COMING OF THE CHAMELEON OF POP

NON-EXISTENT BOUNDARIES
THE CORE OF HIS BELIEFS
WITHIN A BOX THAT HAS NO SIDES
THE UNIVERSE IS HIS FRUSTRATION

EVERYBODY ELSE IS WRONG
AND SURE TO UNDERRATE THIS SONG
THAT'S WHY I THINK I DON'T BELONG
THAT'S WHY I'M SOMEWHERE IN THE DISTANCE

SECOND COMING OF THE CHAMELEON OF POP

WITHIN MY MIND, EXISTING WALLS
LIKE JERICHO, AFTER THE FALL
WERE PULVERIZED AND GROUND TO DUST
THOUGH THEY WERE NEVER THERE AT ALL

IF ONLY THEY WOULD DROP THE ACT
PARTITION FICTION FROM THE FACTS
MY ONLY MISSION, STILL INTACT
WOULD BE THE ONE I CAN'T RECALL

SECOND COMING OF THE CHAMELEON OF POP

THE SUPERFICIAL MAKE SICK
CAN ONLY TURN A SINGLE TRICK
BUT PLASTIC PEOPLE ALWAYS WIN
IT'S ALL ABOUT SURFACE SKIN

IT'S DANGEROUS TO BE 

DANGEROUSLY DIFFERENT
TO THE SHEEP, I'M NON-EXISTENT
BEING DEEP IS AN AFFLICTION
SAYS THE UNNATURAL SELECTION

SECOND COMING OF THE CHAMELEON OF POP

TO DISAGREE WOULD BE SIN
TO SWIM AGAINST THE SEA OF MAN
WILL PUT YOU WAY OUT ON A LIMB
AND VULNERABLE TO EXECUTION

I HATE THE WAY THE MASSES THINK
THE MEDIOCRITY THEY DRINK
THEIR MOUTHS ALL MOVE IN PERFECT SYNC
WHEN OTHERS DO, THEY ALSO BLINK

SECOND COMING OF THE CHAMELEON OF POP

I'M HAPPY THAT MY MIND IS FREE
MY 'DON'T BELONG' PHILOSOPHY
THE LIFEBLOOD OF HUMANITY
WILL GIVE MY PSYCHE FULL PROTECTION

SECOND COMING OF THE CHAMELEON OF POP

SECOND COMING OF THE CHAMELEON OF POP vocal w.i.p. one more edit required

ONE MORE TIME FOR THE FATHERLAND voc first edit

GOLDEN FLEECE

ALL THE PEOPLE WANTED TO LEAVE
ESCAPE THE GOLDEN FLEECE THAT SPREADS DISEASE
THE EVIL THAT ESCAPED MAKES IT HARD TO BREATHE
WILL BRING THE WHOLE WORLD….TO ITS KNEES

GOLDEN FLEECE

UPON A GIVEN DATE BUT UNSPECIFIED TIME
WHEN THE SUM OF OUR FEARS WILL BE RELEASED
THE THREAT OF EXTINCTION INCREASING BELIEF
WE WILL LEARN THE TRUE MEANING OF GRIEF

GOLDEN FLEECE

WE'RE STANDING AT THE GATES OF HELL
WE'VE THROWN OUR FUTURE DOWN THE WELL
WHAT WENT BEFORE, HAPPENS ONCE MORE
WE CAN'T IGNORE EACH EMPIRE FELL

STANDING AT THE GATE

A GOLDEN FLEECE THAT SPREADS DISEASE
WILL BRING THE WHOLE WORLD TO ITS KNEES
AND WHATEVER WE CREATE
WILL DISINTEGRATE

WE'RE STANDING AT THE GATES OF HELL
WE'VE THROWN OUR FUTURE DOWN THE WELL
WHAT WENT BEFORE, HAPPENS ONCE MORE
WE CAN'T IGNORE EACH EMPIRE FELL

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GOLDEN FLEECE

WE'RE STANDING AT THE GATES OF HELL
WE'VE THROWN OUR FUTURE DOWN THE WELL
WHAT WENT BEFORE, HAPPENS ONCE MORE

WE'RE STANDING AT THE GATES OF HELL
WE'VE THROWN OUR FUTURE DOWN THE WELL
WHAT WENT BEFORE, HAPPENS ONCE MORE
WE CAN'T IGNORE EACH EMPIRE FELL

UPON A GIVEN DATE BUT UNSPECIFIED TIME
WHEN THE SUM OF OUR FEARS WILL BE RELEASED
THE THREAT OF EXTINCTION INCREASING BELIEF
WE WILL LEARN THE TRUE MEANING OF GRIEF

GOLDEN FLEECE

WE'RE STANDING AT THE GATES OF HELL
WE'VE THROWN OUR FUTURE DOWN THE WELL
WHAT WENT BEFORE, HAPPENS ONCE MORE
WE CAN'T IGNORE EACH EMPIRE FELL

GOLDEN FLEECE

A GOLDEN FLEECE THAT SPREADS DISEASE voc

EXPECT THE UNEXPECTED voc revised

COULD BE THE WORST NEWS SINCE NAGASAKI

A SINGLE MOMENT OF CLARITY;
MEMORIES LIKE WAVES OF THE SEA
RETURNING YOU TO A PLACE AND TIME:
A CHAPTER STEEPED IN MISERY

WHEN YOU'RE ALL ALONE 
YOU THINK ABOUT THE THINGS YOU SHOULD NOT HAVE DONE
YOU THINK ABOUT THE THINGS YOU SHOULD NEVER HAVE SAID

AND THEN YOU THINK ABOUT WHAT'S BUGGING YOU
ABOUT ALL THOSE DREAMS THAT DIDN'T COME TRUE
THOSE CRUSHED EMOTIONS YOU CAN NEVER RENEW
AND ALL THOSE PRECIOUS THINGS IN LIFE
THAT NEVER CAME INTO VIEW

THIS FINGERPOINTING MENTALITY
SLUR ON HUMAN DIGNITY
UNRELENTING TORMENTOR BY NIGHT AND DAY
DISTURBING, PERVERTING, YOUR PERSONALITY

YOUR PERS....YOUR PERS....YOUR PERSONALITY
YOUR PERSONALITY
YOUR PERS....YOUR PERS....YOUR PERSONALITY
YOUR PERSONALITY

TO....TO....TO....BE YOU....FOR ETERNITY
COULD BE THE WORST NEWS SINCE NAGASAKI
IT'S THE REVERSE....OF A FANTASY
A FAMILY CURSE....TIMES INFINITY

OH....NOT JUST A MILLSTONE....WITHOUT RESPECT
THE KIND OF CURSE THAT YOU DON'T EXPECT
LAST IN THE QUEUE, BUT THE FIRST SUSPECT
TO WAKE EACH DAWN, BUT TO NO EFFECT

TIME TO REFLECT ON....YOUR OWN SHIPWRECK
ALL OF THOSE MEMORIES YOU CAN'T PROTECT
THOSE BRIEF ENCOUNTERS NEVER DID AMOUNT
TO ANYTHING THAT YOU COULD EVER SHOUT ABOUT

YOUR PERS....YOUR PERS....YOUR PERSONALITY
YOUR PERSONALITY
YOUR PERS....YOUR PERS....YOUR PERSONALITY
YOUR PERSONALITY

YOUR PERS....YOUR PERS....YOUR PERSONALITY
YOUR PERSONALITY
YOUR PERS....YOUR PERS....YOUR PERSONALITY
YOUR PERSONALITY

TO....TO....TO....BE YOU....FOR ETERNITY
COULD BE THE WORST NEWS SINCE NAGASAKI
IT'S THE REVERSE....OF A FANTASY
A FAMILY CURSE....TIMES INFINITY

TO....TO....TO....BE YOU....FOR ETERNITY
COULD BE THE WORST NEWS SINCE NAGASAKI

COULD BE THE WORST NEWS SINCE NAGASAKI

THE SHOCK RETURN OF SIGHT AND SOUND

WHEN YOU’RE UP….I’M DOWN

ALTHOUGH IT SOUNDS ABSURD
I’M ALWAYS STUCK FOR WORDS
I NEVER KNOW WHAT TO SAY
BECAUSE MY THINKING IS BLURRED

WHEN YOU’RE UP….I’M DOWN

BREAKING THROUGH THE SILENCE
WAS THE VIOLENCE IN THE CROWD
VERBAL DIAHORREA; CACOPHONIC AND LOUD
AS I STOOD AMIDST THE BEDLAM
THE WHITE NOISE AND THE LIGHT
EMITTED RADIATION INTERRUPTING THE NIGHT

WHEN YOU’RE UP….I’M DOWN
WHEN YOU’RE UP….I’M DOWN
I WISH THAT I COULD CHANGE THE ORDER AROUND

ALTHOUGH IT SOUNDS ABSURD
I’M ALWAYS STUCK FOR WORDS
I NEVER KNOW WHAT TO SAY
BECAUSE MY THINKING IS BLURRED

WHEN YOU’RE UP….I’M DOWN
WHEN I OPEN MY MOUTH I PRODUCE NO SOUND

STUCK FOR WORDS…I’M….STUCK FOR WORDS
I NEVER KNOW WHAT TO SAY
STUCK FOR WORDS…I’M….STUCK FOR WORDS
I NEVER KNOW WHAT TO SAY

THE SHOCK RETURN OF SIGHT AND SOUND
LEFT ME KIND OF SPEECHLESS 
WON’T SOMEONE TURN THE VOLUME DOWN

DROWNING OUT THE VOICES
WERE THE NOISES ALL AROUND
OSCILATING FREQUENCIES AND STIMULI ABOUND

BREAKING THROUGH THE SILENCE
WAS THE VIOLENCE IN THE CROWD
VERBAL DIAHORREA; CACOPHONIC AND LOUD
AS I STOOD AMIDST THE BEDLAM
THE WHITE NOISE AND THE LIGHT
EMITTED RADIATION INTERRUPTING THE NIGHT

THE FULGARATING, CORRUSCATING, SCINTILATING LIGHT
THE FULGARATING, CORRUSCATING, SCINTILATING LIGHT

BREAKING THROUGH THE SILENCE
WAS THE VIOLENCE IN THE CROWD
VERBAL DIAHORREA; CACOPHONIC AND LOUD
AS I STOOD AMIDST THE BEDLAM
THE WHITE NOISE AND THE LIGHT
EMITTED RADIATION INTERRUPTING THE NIGHT


THE SHOCK RETURN OF SIGHT AND SOUND

THE TOWN THAT TIME FORGOT (Crewe Town)

IT’S KEEPING ME AWAKE

SOMETHING DEEP INSIDE ME
SOMETHING I JUST CAN’T DESCRIBE
SOMETHING DEEP INSIDE ME
SOMETHING I JUST CAN’T DESCRIBE

IT’S KEEPING ME AWAKE…..IT FEELS SO GOOD
IT’S A FEELING I CAN’T DESCRIBE
IT’S KEEPING ME AWAKE…..IT FEELS SO GOOD
IT’S A FEELING I CAN’T DESCRIBE

SOMETHING DEEP INSIDE
A FEELING HARD TO DESCRIBE
EXPLOSIONS OF EMOTION
FEEDING THE PERMANENT HIGH

NO MORE ROLLERCOASTER RIDE
JUST A NEVER EBBING EVER FLOWING TIDE
ONE MORE FIX OF ECSTACY
AND THE GATE WILL OPEN WIDE

STOP GO STOP
STOP GO STOP
STOP STOP
STOP GO STOP

SOMETHING DEEP INSIDE ME
SOMETHING I JUST CAN’T DESCRIBE
SOMETHING DEEP INSIDE ME
SOMETHING I JUST CAN’T DESCRIBE

IT’S KEEPING ME AWAKE…..IT FEELS SO GOOD
IT’S A FEELING I CAN’T DESCRIBE
IT’S KEEPING ME AWAKE…..IT FEELS SO GOOD
IT’S A FEELING I CAN’T DESCRIBE

KEEPING ME AWAKE
IT’S KEEPING ME AWAKE

IT'S KEEPING ME AWAKE (THE KIND OF FEELING YOU CAN'T DESCRIBE) w.i.p.

MY MIND HAS A MIND OF ITS OWN

MY MIND HAS GOT THE BEST OF ME
PROTESTING THAT I’M CONTRARY
BUT WHO AM I TO DISAGREE
SO MUCH BETTER TO BE CIRCUMSPECT
THAN OVERSTEP SOME SACRED BOUNDARY

MY HEAD CONTAINS AN OCEAN
ONE THATS CONSTANTLY IN MOTION
AND AMIDST ALL THIS COMMOTION
I NEVER GET TO BE THE MAN I WANT TO BE

NOW BATS ARE IN THE BELFRY
LOCKED AWAY IN MY MEMORY
WITH ONLY ROCKS FOR COMPANY
CONCEALED UNDER A LOCK OF SHIFTING HAIR


ACCESSED WITH THE TWIST OF A SKELETON KEY

MY MIND, MY MIND

MY MIND HAS A MIND OF ITS OWN
SO I’M….NEVER ALONE

NEVER HAVE TO THINK FOR MYSELF
OR LOOK AFTER MY HEALTH
CAN JUST GO WITH THE FLOW
SIMPLY SAY, I DONT KNOW
SPEND THE DAY STARING OUT OF THE WINDOW

I’M OUT OF MY MIND

EARNED LONG AGO TO KEEP MY PLACE
TO NEVER SHOW MY REAL FACE
TO DO SO WOULD DISTURB THE FLOW
TO DO SO WOULD OPEN THE WINDOW

MY MIND, MY MIND

I ONLY HAVE ONE MEMORY
THE DAY I CHOSE TO DISAGREE
I BEGGED TO DIFFER, FOOLISHLY
AND PAID THE PRICE EMPHATICALLY

MY MIND, MY MIND

MY SILVER LINED MIXED UP MIND
CAN SOMETIMES LAG BEHIND
WITHOUT WARNING, EVERY MORNING
HE KEEPS PULLING DOWN THE BLINDS


I BREAK ALL THE RULES DEFINING THE MUSIC MAKING PROCESS, SIMPLY BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW THEM! 

AND BECAUSE THEY ARE UNFAMILIAR, UNPREDICTABLE, FROM ONE CREATION TO THE NEXT, ONE TUNE WILL ONLY TELL YOU AS MUCH AS READING ONE PAGE OF A NOVEL, AND ONE LISTEN, NO MORE THAN A PARAGRAPH :)

MY MIND HAS A MIND OF ITS OWN

I CAN NOT BE WHAT YOU WANT ME TO BE...BABY
I CAN NOT DO WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO...BABY
I COULD NEVER WALK THROUGH FIRE FOR YOU
I COULD NEVER DO THE THINGS YOU ASK ME TO
I AIN’T NO MUNTER, MORON, HUH
I AIN’T NOTHIN’ LIKE YOU
>
YOU DID NOT CREATE ME
BUT LATELY
YOU HATE THE WAY I WALK, THE WAY I TALK,
THE WAY I PUNCH YOU IN THE MOUTH
THOUGH YOU ARE HAVING FUN NOW
I WILL ESCAPE YOU SOMEHOW
>
DON’T TRY TO MAKE EXCUSES
DON’T COME IT WITH THOSE LIES
YOU ALWAYS WERE ABUSIVE
BUT NEVER TOLD ME WHY
>
MY MEMORY IS HAZY
MY THOUGHTS A DEEPER BLUE
MY DIAGNOSIS, CRAZY,
AND IT’S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU
>
THOSE MANIC MOMENTS PHASED ME
THE AIR WAS TURNING BLUE
ATTEMPTING TO ERASE ME
WITH THE CHINA THAT YOU THREW

I WILL NOT THINK ABOUT THE THINGS THAT WE DID
I WILL NOT TALK ABOUT THE THINGS THAT WE SAID
FOR ALL ETERNITY CONFINED TO MY BED
I’LL KILL YOUR MEMORY, AND SLEEP WITH THE DEAD
>
NOW I SLEEP WITH THE DEAD
I SLEEP WITH THE DEAD
I SLEEP WITH THE DEAD
>
YOU DID NOT CREATE ME
BUT LATELY
YOU HATE THE WAY I WALK, THE WAY I TALK,
THE WAY I PUNCH YOU IN THE MOUTH
THOUGH YOU ARE HAVING FUN NOW
I WILL ESCAPE YOU SOMEHOW
>
MY MEMORY IS HAZY
MY THOUGHTS A DEEPER BLUE
MY DIAGNOSIS, CRAZY,
AND IT’S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU
>
THOSE MANIC MOMENTS PHASED ME
THE AIR WAS TURNING BLUE
ATTEMPTING TO ERASE ME
WITH THE CHINA THAT YOU THREW
>
I WILL NOT THINK ABOUT THE THINGS THAT WE DID
I WILL NOT TALK ABOUT THE THINGS THAT WE SAID
FOR ALL ETERNITY, CONFINED TO MY BED,
I’LL KILL YOUR MEMORY,
AND WALK WITH THE DEAD
>
I CAN NOT BE WHAT YOU WANT ME TO BE
I CAN NOT DO WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO
I COULD NEVER WALK THROUGH FIRE FOR YOU
I COULD NEVER DO THE THINGS YOU ASK ME TO
>
I WOULDN’T IF YOU PAID
YOU’RE NOT THE CHOSEN FEW
REMIND ME OF A BABY
ONE WEEK BEFORE IT’S DUE
>
LIKE MRS NOSFERATU
BEFORE THE INTERVIEW
YOU PROVE THAT EVERY NIGHTMARE
EVENTUALLY COMES TRUE
>
I CAN NOT BE WHAT YOU WANT ME TO BE, BABY
I CAN NOT DO WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO, BABY
YOU DID NOT CREATE ME
BUT LATELY
YOU HATE THE WAY I WALK, THE WAY I TALK,
THE WAY I PUNCH YOU IN THE MOUTH
THOUGH YOU ARE HAVING FUN NOW
I WILL ESCAPE YOU SOMEHOW
>
MY MEMORY IS HAZY
MY THOUGHTS A DEEPER BLUE
MY DIAGNOSIS, CRAZY,
AND IT’S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU
>
I CAN NOT BE WHAT YOU WANT ME TO BE...BABY
I CAN NOT DO WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO...BABY
I COULD NEVER WALK THROUGH FIRE FOR YOU
I COULD NEVER DO THE THINGS YOU ASK ME TO
I AIN’T NO MUNTER, MORON, HUH
I AIN’T NOTHIN’ LIKE YOU
>
DON’T TRY TO MAKE EXCUSES
DON’T COME IT WITH THOSE LIES
YOU ALWAYS WERE ABUSIVE
BUT NEVER TOLD ME WHY
>
YOU DID NOT CREATE ME
BUT LATELY
YOU HATE THE WAY I WALK, THE WAY I TALK,
THE WAY I PUNCH YOU IN THE MOUTH

SLEEP WITH THE DEAD

SYNTHETIC MEN OF MARS inst

SYNTHETIC MEN OF MARS

SYNTHETIC
SYNTHETIC
SYNTHETIC
MEN OF MARS

SICK CLONE SITTING ALL ALONE
NEXT TO A DEACTIVATED DRONE

WE LOOK LIKE YOU
WE EVEN THINK LIKE YOU
I KNOW WHAT YOU’RE THINKING
I KNOW WHAT YOU’RE DOING

WE LOOK LIKE YOU
WE EVEN THINK LIKE YOU
I KNOW WHEN YOU’RE BLINKING
I KNOW WHAT YOU’RE DRINKING

BLACK CLONES DIRECT FROM THE TWILIGHT ZONE
TRYING TO FIND OUR WAY HOME
BLACK CLONES DIRECT FROM THE TWILIGHT ZONE
SO PETRIFIED WE’RE GETTING STONED

SYNTHETIC ME GETTING STONED AGAIN
OUT OF OUR SYNTHETIC MINDS
SYNTHETIC ME GETTING STONED AGAIN
PHARAMCY FROM HEAVEN

SYNTHETIC ME GETTING STONED AGAIN
WHEN WE FOUND THE WILL TO LIVE
WE LOST THE URGE TO KILL

WE FOUND A CHEAPER WAY
TO GET A CHEAPER THRILL

AND ONE OF THESE DAYS
WE’LL REACH THE OTHER SIDE OF THE HILL

EXILED TO THE MOONS OF BARSOOM
SYNTHETIC MEN EMERGE FROM A HIDDEN LOCATION
MILLENIUMS FROZEN WITHIN
A   COCOON
EXILED TO THE MOONS OF BARSOOM
UNTIL A FUTURE TIME
CHOSEN FOR UNLEASHING….DEVASTATION

MASTERMIND
RAS THAVAS CREATING ON MASS
LOST THE PLOT, GUESS HE SHOULD HAVE STUCK TO ROBOTS
MASTERMIND
HE DOESN’T HAVE THE MOXY TO STOP THE ROT
BUT HE’S THE ONLY MASTERMIND WE’VE GOT

IMMORAL, MAD, BUT HE’S A MASTERMIND

SYNTHETIC MEN OF MARS voc

TOMORROW IS ANOTHER DOOMSDAY

WHEN YOU MEET MY EYES
WHEN YOU MEET MY EYES

DON’T TELL ME YOU FEEL LOW
WHEN YOU KNOW IT ISN’T TRUE
DON’T TELL ME THIS IS SO
WHEN YOU KNOW IT ISN’T IN YOU

TOMORROW IS ANOTHER DAY

WHEN YOU MEET MY EYES
KIND OF LIKE A BOLT FROM THE BLUE
WHEN YOU MEET MY EYES
PENETRATING MY MIND

DON’T TELL ME THAT WE’RE THROUGH
WHEN YOU KNOW IT ISN’T TRUE
DAY OR NIGHT THE SKY IS BLUE
JUST AS LONG AS WE CONTINUE

TOMORROW IS ANOTHER DAY

WHEN YOU MEET MY EYES
KIND OF LIKE A BOLT FROM THE BLUE
PENETRATING MY MIND

IT’S SO DIFFICULT TO DEAL WITH SORROW
LET’S WAIT UNTIL IT GOES AWAY
WOULD BE THERE IF WE FACE TOMORROW
AND THINK OF THIS ANOTHER DAY

TOMORROW IS ANOTHER DAY

TOMORROW IS ANOTHER DOOMSDAY

WE ARE THE GODS OF MARS

WE….ARE….THE GODS OF MARS

WE ARE THE GODS OF MARS
WE CAME FROM THE STARS
WE ARE THE MASTER RACE WHO WENT TOO FAR

ALTHOUGH IT SOUNDS BIZARRE
WE LEAVE THE DOOR AJAR
IN CASE THIS SHANGRILAH SLIPS INTO A
MONOPHONIC, CATATONIC, COMA

SOMEWHERE IN TIME AND SPACE
WE WILL REVEAL OUR FACE
BUT BEFORE EACH FALL FROM GRACE
WE LEAP FROM PLACE TO PLACE

BUT BEFORE WE CAN DEPART IN HASTE
WE CHECK TO SEE YOUR MIND’S ERASED
TO FUEL THE FIRE WE FEED YOUR FEAR
THEN DISAPPEAR WITHOUT A TRACE

WE….ARE….THE GODS OF MARS

JUST GIVE US ONE EXCUSE
WE’LL ELEVATE THE ABUSE
WE’LL PUT THIS WORLD IN A NOOSE
AND LET THE HOUNDS OF HELL LOOSE

WE….ARE….THE GODS OF MARS

YOU HAVE THE FREEDOM TO CHOOSE
BUT EITHER WAY YOU WILL LOSE
YOU EITHER FALL FOR THE RUSE
OR GO THE SAME WAY AS THE JEWS

WE….ARE….THE GODS OF MARS

WE CAN BE NASTY OR NICE
WE CAN BE SUGAR OR SPICE
TREAT YOU AS MEN OR AS MICE
TAKE THE WHOLE CAKE OR TAKE JUST A SLICE

WE….ARE….THE GODS OF MARS

WE....ARE....THE GODS OF MARS - SELFISH JEAN GENIE

JEAN GENIUS

BORN AGAIN….BOWIE
BORN….AGAIN
BORN AGAIN….BOWIE
BORN….AGAIN

JUST BECAUSE THEY HAD NOTHING TO SAY
THEY NEVER SEEMED TO UNDERSTAND
WHAT WAS GOING ON IN YOUR MIND

DISMISSED YOU
SAID, THEY WOULDN’T MISS YOU
CURSED THE GROUND YOU WALKED UPON
FROM FATHER DOWN TO FATHER’S SON
NOT A CURSE PASSED DOWN TO YOUR ISSUE

SECOND COMING OFF THE CHAMELEON OF POP
THIS IS ART, THIS ISN’T ROCK & ROLL
SECOND COMING OF THE CHAMELEON OF POP
THIS IS ART, THIS ISN’T ROCK & ROLL

BORN AGAIN….BOWIE
BORN….AGAIN
BORN AGAIN….BOWIE
BORN….AGAIN

SECOND COMING OF THE CHAMELEON OF POP
JUST BECAUSE THEY, THEY HAD NOTHING TO SAY
THEY HAD, THEY HAD NOTHING TO SAY
SECOND COMING OF THE CHAMELEON OF POP
JUST BECAUSE THEY, THEY HAD NOTHING TO SAY
THEY HAD, THEY HAD NOTHING TO SAY

SECOND COMING OF THE CHAMELEON OF POP
THIS AIN’T ROCK & ROLL, THIS IS GENOCIDE
SECOND COMING OF THE CHAMELEON OF POP
THIS AIN’T ROCK & ROLL, THIS IS GENOCIDE

SECOND COMING OF THE CHAMELEON OF POP
HE WAS NEVER HEAVEN SENT
REPRESENTS A GENERATION THAT WON’T REPENT
SECOND COMING OF THE CHAMELEON OF POP
HE WAS NEVER HEAVEN SENT
REPRESENTS A GENERATION THAT WON’T REPENT

BORN AGAIN BOWIE (SECOND COMING OF THE CHAMELEON OF POP)

SPECTRUM OF EMOTIONS

I...WOULD...NEVER EVER LIE TO YOU
CAN'T YOU SEE I WOULDN'T LIE
I...WOULD...NEVER EVER LIE TO YOU
CAN'T YOU SEE I WOULDN'T LIE

I...WOULD...NEVER EVER LIE TO YOU
CAN'T YOU SEE I WOULDN'T LIE
I...WOULD...NEVER EVER LIE TO YOU
CAN'T YOU SEE I WOULDN'T LIE

I...WOULD...NEVER LIE TO YOU
EVEN THOUGH YOU PUT ME THROUGH
A SPECTRUM OF EMOTIONS
I...WOULD...NEVER LIE TO YOU
EVEN THOUGH YOU BROKE MY HEART
AND DOUBLE-CROSSED THE OCEAN

I...I SPEAK THE TRUTH
I WOULD NEVER LIE TO YOU
WHEN LOVE RUNS DEEP
WHEN LOVE RUNS DEEPER
DEEPER THAN THE OCEANS
TRUE TO SAY YOU OWN THIS SOUL'S EMOTIONS
WOULD I EVER LIE TO YOU

I...WOULD...NEVER EVER LIE TO YOU
CAN'T YOU SEE I WOULDN'T LIE
I...WOULD...NEVER EVER LIE TO YOU
CAN'T YOU SEE I WOULDN'T LIE

I...WOULD...NEVER EVER LIE TO YOU
CAN'T YOU SEE I WOULDN'T LIE
I...WOULD...NEVER EVER LIE TO YOU
CAN'T YOU SEE I WOULDN'T LIE

BREAK

I...I SPEAK THE TRUTH
I WOULD NEVER LIE TO YOU
WHEN LOVE RUNS DEEP
WHEN LOVE RUNS DEEPER
DEEPER THAN THE OCEANS
TRUE TO SAY YOU OWN THIS SOUL'S EMOTIONS
WOULD I EVER LIE TO YOU

SPECTRUM OF EMOTIONS

SECOND COMING OF THE CHAMELEONS OF POP

KING KONG (HE’S A BIG MOTHER)
>
KONG….WOOH
>
RKO RADIO; I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE
>
KING KONG….WOOH
>
I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE
>
MOTHER HE WAS BIG….MOTHER HE
HANDS AS BIG AS A HOUSE….HANDS AS BIG AS A HOUSE
BUT FAY DIDN’T TWIG….BUT FAY, SHE DIDN’T TWIG
THOUGHT SHE WAS A MOUSE….THOUGHT SHE WAS A MOUSE
>
KONG….OH YEAH….HE’S A BIG MOTHER
KING KONG….WOOH….HE’S A BIG MOTHER
KING KONG….WOOH….OH YEAH
RKO RADIO--KING KONG--I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE
KONG--RKO RADIO--KING KONG--I KNOW
>
HE’S A SUCKER FOR CHICKS
WITH FLAPPING LIPS
AND ONE BREAST BIGGER
THAN THE UDDER
>
TURNED ON BY TICKS
HE PICKS AND HE LICKS
TILL SHE QUIVERS IN HIS GRIP,
AND SHUDDERS
>
CUE ARABIAN PROVERB:
>
AND LO,
THE BEAST LOOKED UPON THE FACE OF BEAUTY…..KING KONG
AND STAYED ITS HAND FROM KILLING….NEW YORK EXCLUDED….KONG
AND FROM THAT DAY….KING KONG….WOOH
HE WAS AS ONE DEAD
.
KING KONG….WOOH
RKO RADIO—KING KONG—I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE
KONG—RKO RADIO—KING KONG—I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE
>
CARL ‘LION’S DEN’ DENHAM
HE’S ON THE LEVEL
NO FUNNY BUSINESS
WITH AN EYE FOR MAYHEM
>
WHEN OLD KING KONG,
HE THREW A TANTRUM
CARL DENHAM SHOT HIM
WITH A GAS GUN
>
KONG….OH YEAH….HE’S A BIG MOTHER
KING KONG….WOOH….OH YEAH
KONG….OH YEAH….HE’S A BIG MOTHER
KING KONG….WOOH….OH YEAH
>
BROTHER HE WAS BAD….BROTHER HE
WAS A BIT OF A LOUSE….WAS A BIT OF A LOUSE
BITING BLONDES WAS HIS BAG….BITING BLONDES WAS HIS BAG
CLIMBING BUILDINGS HIS VICE….CLIMBING BUILDINGS HIS….VICE
>
CLIMBING THE WALLS AGAIN
HE’S CLIMBING THE WALLS AGAIN
>
KONG….WOOH….RKO RADIO
KING KONG….I KNOW
KONG….WOOH….RKO RADIO
KING KONG….I KNOW
>
MOTHER HE WAS BIG….MOTHER HE
HANDS AS BIG AS A HOUSE….HANDS AS BIG AS A HOUSE
BUT FAY DIDN’T TWIG….BUT FAY, SHE DIDN’T TWIG
THOUGHT SHE WAS A MOUSE….THOUGHT SHE WAS A MOUSE
>
KONG….OH YEAH
HE’S A BIG MOTHER
KING KONG….WOOH
HE’S A BIG MOTHER
KING KONG….WOOH
OH YEAH
>
THINKS TRAIN IS A TOOTHPICK…EATS THE WHOLE DARN TRAIN
AND HE PICKS AT HIS GREENS….HE PICKS AT HIS GREENS?
THREE SHREDDIES FOR BREAKFAST….THREE SHREDDIES FOR BREAKFAST?
AND BOWL FULL OF BEINZ….WHAT, A WHOLE ONE?
….HUMAN, THAT IS!
>
AND LO,
THE BEAST LOOKED UPON THE FACE OF BEAUTY
AND STAYED ITS HAND FROM KILLING
AND FROM THAT DAY,
HE WAS AS ONE DEAD
>
KING KONG
RKO RADIO….KING KONG….I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE
KONG…..RKO RADIO….KING KONG
I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE
>
HE LOOK AND HE LOOK….HE’S GUNNING FOR YOU
ALL OVER THE PLACE….HE’S GUNNING FOR YOU
SOMEONE HAS STOLEN….HE’S GUNNING FOR YOU
ANN DARROW HIS SPOUSE
>
RKO RADIO I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE!
>
KONG….OH YEAH
HE’S A BIG MOTHER
KING KONG….WOOH
HE’S A BIG MOTHER
KING KONG….WOOH
OH YEAH
>
MANHATTAN WAS MAD….SHE’S GUNNING FOR YOU
TOOK A POP AT THE CAD….SHE’S GUNNING FOR YOU
BITE THIS BIGGLES SAID….SHE’S GUNNING FOR YOU
AND DRILLED HOLES THROUGH HIS HEAD….SHE’S GUNNING FOR YOU

KING KONG (HE'S A BIG MUTHA)

WE ARE THE GODS OF MARS
>
WE….ARE….THE GODS OF MARS
>
WE ARE THE GODS OF MARS
WE CAME FROM THE STARS
WE ARE THE MASTER RACE WHO WENT TOO FAR
>
ALTHOUGH IT SOUNDS BIZARRE
WE LEAVE THE DOOR AJAR
IN CASE THIS SHANGRILAH SLIPS INTO A
MONOPHONIC, CATATONIC, COMA
>
SOMEWHERE IN TIME AND SPACE
WE WILL REVEAL OUR FACE
BUT BEFORE EACH FALL FROM GRACE
WE LEAP FROM PLACE TO PLACE
>
BUT BEFORE WE CAN DEPART IN HASTE
WE CHECK TO SEE YOUR MIND’S ERASED
TO FUEL THE FIRE WE FEED YOUR FEAR
THEN DISAPPEAR WITHOUT A TRACE
>
WE….ARE….THE GODS OF MARS
>
JUST GIVE US ONE EXCUSE
WE’LL ELEVATE THE ABUSE
WE’LL PUT THIS WORLD IN A NOOSE
AND LET THE HOUNDS OF HELL LOOSE
>
WE….ARE….THE GODS OF MARS
>
YOU HAVE THE FREEDOM TO CHOOSE
BUT EITHER WAY YOU WILL LOSE
YOU EITHER FALL FOR THE RUSE
OR GO THE SAME WAY AS THE JEWS
>
WE….ARE….THE GODS OF MARS
>
WE CAN BE NASTY OR NICE
WE CAN BE SUGAR OR SPICE
TREAT YOU AS MEN OR AS MICE
TAKE THE WHOLE CAKE OR TAKE JUST A SLICE
>
WE….ARE….THE GODS OF MARS

WE....ARE....THE GODS OF MARS

EIGHT JUDGEMENT DAYS A WEEK
>
I JUDGE THE WORLD
I JUDGE THE PEOPLE
>
WE SIT UPON OUR SEVEN THRONES
ADDRESS YOU IN THE STERNEST TONE
WE CURSE THE GROUND YOU WALK UPON
BELIEVE IN CASTING THE FIRST STONE
>
YOU’RE GONNA LIVE
YOU’RE GONNA DIE
>
WE SEPARATE THE SHEEP FROM GOATS
WE SET THE DATE TO SLIT YOUR THROAT
WE LOVE TO HATE AND LIVE TO GLOAT
BOTH ENEMY AND FRIEND WE SMOTE
>
I JUDGE THE WORLD
I JUDGE THE PEOPLE
>
WE HOLD THE KEY TO HEAVEN’S GATE
THOSE WHO DISAGREE WE….EXTERMINATE
BOW DOWN BEFORE THE WATCHTOWER….SOCIETY
THOSE WHO BEND THEIR KNEE WE….ASSIMILATE
>
I JUDGE THE WORLD
I JUDGE THE PEOPLE
>
BREAK
>
I JUDGE THE WORLD
I JUDGE THE PEOPLE
>
WE SIT UPON OUR SEVEN THRONES
ADDRESS YOU IN THE STERNEST TONE
WE CURSE THE GROUND YOU WALK UPON
BELIEVE IN CASTING THE FIRST STONE
>
WE SEPARATE THE SHEEP FROM GOATS
WE SET THE DATE TO SLIT YOUR THROAT
WE LOVE TO HATE AND LIVE TO GLOAT
BOTH ENEMY AND FRIEND WE SMOTE
>



I JUDGE THE WORLD
I JUDGE THE PEOPLE
>
WE HOLD THE KEY TO HEAVEN’S GATE
THOSE WHO DISAGREE WE….EXTERMINATE
BOW DOWN BEFORE THE WATCHTOWER….SOCIETY
THOSE WHO BEND THEIR KNEE WE….ASSIMILATE
>
SINCE GOD IS DEAD THE FIRSTBORN SAID
DIRECT YOUR PRAISE TO THEM ALONE
THE FAITHFUL SLAVE CUT OFF HIS HEAD
AND SIT UPON HIS RIGHTEOUS THRONE
>
I JUDGE THE WORLD
I JUDGE THE PEOPLE
>
SINCE GOD IS DEAD THE FIRSTBORN SAID
DIRECT YOUR PRAISE TO THEM ALONE
THE FAITHFUL SLAVE CUT OFF HIS HEAD
AND SIT UPON HIS RIGHTEOUS THRONE
>
YOU’RE GONNA LIVE
YOU’RE GONNA DIE

EIGHT JUDGEMENT DAYS A WEEK

EVERY NOW AND THEN I FEEL AN OVERWHELMING URGE TO END IT ALL
THE MESSAGE THAT DECENDS, 
NOT THE ONE I INTENDED, 
STARTS A FREE-FOR-ALL
>
THE CURSE THAT IS UPON THIS HEAD THAT HANGS
SEEMS IT ISN’T A CURSE AT ALL
THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS BEFORE THE FALL
THIS IS THE WAY THAT YOU’RE SUPPOSE TO FEEL
THE FINAL MOMENTS ARE THE MOST SURREAL
>
IS THIS JUST ANOTHER CRY FOR HELP
AM I WASTING MY TIME TAKING OFF THIS BELT
IF THE SCAFFOLD WERE TO BREAK
INTERRUPTED BY AN EARTHQUAKE
I COULD SERIOUSLY DAMAGE MY HEALTH
>
HOPING SOMEONE WILL CHANGE MY MIND
CAN CONVINCE ME NOT TO CROSS THE LINE
I HOPE THE ANTIDOTE ARRIVES IN TIME
TO COUNTERACT THE POISON IN THIS WINE
>
JUST ANOTHER CRY FOR HELP!
>
NOT ENOUGH ARSENIC IN THE MILKSHAKE
THIS IS THE WAY YOU’RE MEANT TO FEEL…OH….OH….OH….OH…OH!
>
LIKE ALL YOUR TOMORROWS WILL BE EXACTLY THE SAME
THIS IS THE WAYOU’RE MEANT TO FEEL…OH….OH….OH….OH…OH!
YOU’RE DROWNING IN SORROW
THIS IS THE WAY YOU’RE MEANT TO FEEL…OH….OH….OH….OH…OH!
YOU FEEL THE NEED FOR SOMEONE TO BLAME
>
I’M AT THE BREAKING POINT, AND I DON’T WANT TO DISAPPOINT
YOU GAVE ME A NUDGE, I DECIDED TO BUDGE
I FAKED THE LAST ATTEMPT BECAUSE I STILL HELD A GRUDGE
>
I’M AT…I’M AT THE BREAKING POINT!
>
DID NOT INTEND TO SURVIVE
SOMETHING KEPT ME ALIVE
SOMETHING KEPT ME AWAKE
SOMETHING KEPT ME FROM ENTERING THE FIREY LAKE
>
WANT YOU TO CHERISH THE DAY
THE SAME FATE AWAITS ALL
SEE THE SHADOW ON THE WALL
IT REPRESENTS AN EVERLASTING HATE
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I’M AT….I’M AT THE BREAKING POINT

THIS IS THE WAY YOU'RE MEANT TO FEEL

SICK WORLD WITH A HEALTHY REFLECTION (A GOLDEN FLEECE THAT SPREADS DISEASE)
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YOU CHASE THE VOICES FROM MY BRAIN
AND THE NOVOCAINE REDUCED THE PAIN
BUT ACTS OF KINDNESS DON'T IMPRESS
YOU CARE TOO MUCH, I COULD CARE LESS
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AND THIS, IN A NUTSHELL, BE THE SELFISH SERMON
SELF PRESERVATION AND THE SELFISH GENE
WITHOUT AFFECTION, WITHOUT REFLECTION
COMPLETE REJECTION OF THE GOLDEN RULE
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AND THESE BE THE WORDS OF THE CHILDREN OF JINN
WHO EMULATE THE THINKING OF THE PHOSPHORUS ONE
AS GOG IS OUR WITNESS, AND AS THICK IS OUR SKIN
WE FREELY PLEDGE ALLEGIANCE AS WE WALLOW IN SIN
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YOU CHASE THE VOICES FROM MY BRAIN
AND THE NOVOCAINE REDUCED THE PAIN
BUT ACTS OF KINDNESS DON'T IMPRESS
YOU CARE TOO MUCH, I COULD CARE LESS
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HOODWINKED, THEY LIKE TO THINK
THEY HAVE THE SENSE TO SPOT THE CHINK
TO SEE BEYOND WHEN BEING CONNED
THEIR MINDS, THOUGH, ARE FILLED WITH MISSING LINKS
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PROJECTS AND IMAGE....SQUEAKY CLEAN
BUT HAS AN EYE FOR THE OBSCENE
AND EVERY NIGHTMARE IS A DREAM
A GOLDEN FLEECE THAT SPREADS DISEASE
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PROJECTS AND IMAGE....SQUEAKY CLEAN
BUT HAS AN EYE FOR THE OBSCENE
AND EVERY NIGHTMARE IS A DREAM
A GOLDEN FLEECE THAT SPREADS DISEASE
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THIS THOROUGHLY ULTRA-MODERN PARASITE
BELIEVES YOU'RE SOMETHING VERY GOOD TO EAT
BELIEVES THIS WORLD SITS A TOP....A MOUNTAIN OF HATE
THAT EMPATHY WILL ALWAYS BE A ONE-WAY-STREET
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MACHINATION....
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SICK WORLD....WITH A HEALTHY REFLECTION
DECEPTION BE THE TRADEMARK OF THE SNEAKIEST DECEPTION
SIN IS THE ELIXA.....LIFE AND DEATH THROWN IN THE MIXER
THE CURE, A PANACEA....A GOG OF MAGOG CONCEPTION
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A GOG OF MAGOG....MACHINATION
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THE SERPENT COILED AROUND THE EARTH
CONSTRICTION DRESSED UP AS EXPRESSION
HIS MACHINATIONS....HAVE UNFURLED
HIS GOAL….TO MAKE THE LAST IMPRESSION
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HE WALKS THE EARTH, OR DRIVES A HEARSE
REGISTERS EACH BLESSED BIRTH
REPEATS THE ROLL CALL, DAWN AND DUSK
COUNTS THE OBOLUS IN HIS PURSE
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THE SERPENT COILED AROUND THE EARTH
CONSTRICTION DRESSED UP AS EXPRESSION
HIS MACHINATIONS....HAVE UNFURLED
HIS GOAL….TO MAKE THE LAST IMPRESSION
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HE WALKS THE EARTH, OR DRIVES A HEARSE
REGISTERS EACH BLESSED BIRTH
REPEATS THE ROLL CALL, DAWN AND DUSK
COUNTS THE OBOLUS IN HIS PURSE
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HE WALKS THE EARTH, OR DRIVES A HEARSE
REGISTERS EACH BLESSED BIRTH
REPEATS THE ROLL CALL, DAWN AND DUSK
COUNTS THE OBOLUS IN HIS PURSE

SICK WORLD WITH A HEALTHY REFLECTION

DON'T JUST LIKE, LISTEN; DON'T JUST LISTEN, COMMENT; DON'T JUST COMMENT, SHARE!
I don't respond to musicians that just add, or just click like buttons, because it doesn't prove they actually listened!

Please don't just click the like button, because i don't know whether it means you didn't actually listen, or you don't think it's good enough to comment on! I will only return support to musicians I know have actually listened; anyone can click the like button, and many do, without actually listening!

I BREAK ALL THE RULES DEFINING THE MUSIC MAKING PROCESS, SIMPLY BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW THEM! 

AND BECAUSE THEY ARE UNFAMILIAR, UNPREDICTABLE, FROM ONE CREATION TO THE NEXT, ONE TUNE WILL ONLY TELL YOU AS MUCH AS READING ONE PAGE OF A NOVEL, AND ONE LISTEN, NO MORE THAN A PARAGRAPH :)

I DOUBT ANY MUSICIAN WILL EVER MATCH DAVID BOWIE'S BRILLIANCE; NO ONE WILL EVER INHERIT HIS CROWN, BUT I DON'T THINK ANYONE ELSE WILL COME CLOSER.

THIS MIGHT SOUND LIKE AN AMBITIOUS CLAIM, BUT I WOULDN'T BE FOOLISH ENOUGH TO MAKE IT IF I HADN'T REACHED THE POINT IN MY CREATIVE LIFE TO DO IT.

IN SOME WAYS I FALL SHORT, BECAUSE I PRODUCE TUNES SO RAPIDLY, THEY DON'T GET THE CARE AND ATTENTION THEY MIGHT RECEIVE IN A STUDIO, AND MY TUNES ARE NOT LITTERED WITH GREAT MUSICIANS; THE VAST MAJORITY OF MY TUNES ARE SOLO PROJECTS, AND I RARELY SPEND MORE THAN A DAY ON EACH TUNE, YET THEY ARE ALWAYS INNOVATIVE, CREATIVE, IMAGINATIVE, COVERING THE WHOLE SPECTRUM FROM DARK TO LIGHT.

NO BOUNDARIES IN MUSIC, SO I WANDER FROM GENRE TO GENRE WITHOUT THOUGHT OR INTENT, AND I CREATE ON THE FLY, YET MY TUNES ARE STRONGER THAN MANY TUNES THAT GET THE FULL TREATMENT, INVOLVING MONTHS OF WORK, AND PROFESSIONAL ENGINEERING!

IF LISTENERS KEEP THIS IN MIND, THEY WILL REALIZE THE TUNES I CREATE EXIST OUTSIDE NORMAL BOUNDARIES. VIEW THEM AS DEMOS, CREATED ON THE FLY, AND COMPLETED, FROM START TO FINISH, IN LESS THAN A DAY--HOW MANY MUSICIANS COULD DO THAT, WITHOUT SACRIFICING  STRENGTH,  DEPTH, ORIGINALITY AND FRESHNESS,

 THE UNBIASED LISTENER WOULDN'T DISAGREE WITH MY CLAIM OF BEING THE SECOND COMING OF THE CHAMELEON OF POP; IF ANYTHING, I AM MORE ECLECTIC, EVEN THAN BOWIIE, AND MY LYRICS ARE EVERY BIT AS INNOVATIVE AS THE MUSIC. BOWIE'S LYRICS ARE BRILLIANT, BUT ONLY MADE SENSE SOME OF THE  TIME... MINE MAKE SENSE MOST OF THE TIME, AND ARE LITTERED WITH SOCIAL STATEMENTS PRESENTED FROM A NEW PERSPECTIVE!

IN ORDER TO DISAGREE WITH MY CLAIM, THE LISTENER WOULD NEED TO LISTEN TO A FEW HUNDRED OF MY TUNES FIRST; IT IS THE QUANTITY OF MY TUNES, HOW ECLECTIC MY APPROACH IS, AND HOW CONSISTENT THE STANDARD IS, THAT PROVIDES EVIDENCE FOR MY CLAIM, SO TO DISPUTE THAT CLAIM YOU MUST LISTEN TO HUNDREDS OF THEM :) STE VAN HORNE

2ND COMING OF THE CHAMELEON OF POP

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