Liquid Drum and Bass - Part 1

Set & Setting

Flight Instructions

The Dictator


Can’t Help Myself

This torture is self-inflicted, baby I think I’m addicted
To having my idea of humanity always contradicted
In my head it’s depicted, rising above animals
Overcoming all intangibles, and damn it makes me feel uplifted
Then people start to speak, then people start to act
People still suffer and the painting becomes abstract
Until it makes no sense, like preferred ignorance
Am I Captain Jean-Luc or Burt Reynolds in Deliverance

We have mastery over Nuclear Fission
And still fight wars over religion
I see the great divide between the classes
Through these goddamn rosy glasses

Fix my gaze upon the cosmos, never made it up to Davos
Everything is twisted like the words of St. John of Patmos
Where is the Sacred Soul, What happened to MLK
Oh yeah, they were both assassinated in the light of day
Why do I keep hopin’ that all minds can open
And evolve like we were dancin’ to a tune by Aaron Copland
I still see potential where violence seems essential
Fear is exponential and hate is so influential

Stupidity isn't punishable by death but if it was I think we’d all be outta breath
I keep hopin’ for a better future out trekkin’ the stars instead of skipping on solutions 
And bears with glasses, elephants with holes you've been flattered into doing’ what you’re told
Racing off to maintain your ant colony, while not turning back to offer an apology
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I don’t think you understand the kind of mess that we are in   

I JUST CAN’T HELP MYSELF, I KEEP ON DOING THIS
I JUST CAN’T HELP MYSELF, I KEEP ON DOING THIS




XYZ

Verse 1
Tell me what you mean about the space between us
All I see is yesteryears and long gone meanings
As if some bells would toll and they'd take us away
Watching from towers on high like some kind of saint

Verse 2
I've got a lock and I've got a key
It’s like a straight shot through infinity
But I got confronted by some kind of Destiny
She pulled the noose loose and set me free

Chorus
We're always wanting 
Never needing
Your social season reasons disease and boycotts treason
When you're gone away too long they'll turn on you with charm 
I’ll tell you what you need 
Another dose of XYZ


Whipping Beam

(Verse)
Get in where you fit in, try to find a seat to sit in
If you can’t find your place go back to the beginning
And do it all again and just take it on the chin
But then you’re back in the same situation you've been in
Losing even when you’re winnin, grinnin only when you’re sinnin
And you wish somebody would do ya like John Lennon
But you take it on the chin and then you do it all again
And meanwhile the whole damn world just keeps spinnin
If it keeps turnin why does it stand so still for me
Inside there’s a forest burning killing every living tree
I am slowly learning there is nowhere that is left to flee
Soon and very soon ashes will be all that’s left to see
Will this provide fertile ground for a rebirth
Of a different kind of animal not made for this earth
Not built for this society, every thought an impropriety
Cause I can’t worship money and call that shit piety

(Chorus)
Tied up to a whipping beam
Stuck inside mechanic a dreams, when it's finally the end
They'll reload it all again

And again, and again, and again

(Verse)
No emotion, no reaction to the sound of the gavel pound
You know that this fate was just bound to be handed down
Upward mobility like a ship run aground
Cause this economic cycle keeps comin back around
Every era, every age century after century
The crown, the upper class, the wealthy, the landed gentry
On the backs of the lower Castes to maintain their plenty
don’t forget the past children cause the promise is empty
It’s so hypnotic, patriotic, robotic and episodic
Can we cut the cord cause this relationship’s not symbiotic
I sound like a Lib-Slacker lookin for a tree to hug
Get me reprogrammed or just pull the fuckin plug
Teach me how to find the lord and watch a lot of Fox news
And quit bitchin bout a system that has me set up to lose
Teach me to keep my head down and take it like the rest
Keep my nose to that grind till the day I clutch my chest


Pretty Pretty Plastic

Verse 1
It ain’t easy dealin’ with all these acquisitions and mergers
When all I wanna do is focus on executions and murders
I’m on the top floor but you know I gotta be pushin’ it further
To the roof of the world I keep climbin’ like a Sherpa
And I don’t know, and I can’t explain exactly what drives me
But what I can say is there’s very precious few who survive me
Cause everything’s been divided down to the smallest fraction
Now there’s just an idea, some type of abstraction
I try to feed my appetite but it keeps gettin’ bigger
For another penny I’d sell my own mother down the river
I don’t feel a damn thing not even the slightest shiver
Every now and then somethin’ causes memories to trigger
Of a faded version terminated too long ago to cast aspersion
Perpetrated, violated, tormented without diversion
Concentrated, decimated, forced into extreme emersion
Liquidated, infiltrated into total introversion
We are all to blame been shouldering all this shame
We’ve been stuck inside a game stuck holding every, every
Everything’s eventual everyone’s demise
Been hearing lots of rubbish – telling lots of lies
The shadows betray you – because you belong to me
You can run from it, run from it all you want 

Verse 2
I got the perfect adaptation for any situation man
You feel flesh grippin’ back when you go to shake my hand
Classification human down to the DNA strand
The fact that there’s no one here is what you can’t understand
Tyler isn’t here, Tyler went away
Time to march out the alter-egos like and army on parade
Each persona just as fake as the one its stepin’ next to
And they all kinda look the same like an uncle and a nephew
All of this has happened before, and it will happen again
Every time we change our skin and pretend that we ain’t hollow men
We begin the trend to over-extend the grin way to thin and blend
So as not to offend have more money to spend 
Cause we don’t, wanna step out the zone
And no we don’t, wanna go home alone
No we don’t, wanna be seen on the outside
It’s cold and tantamount to career suicide
We are all to blame been shouldering all this shame
We’ve been stuck inside a game watching everything burn
Fire will burn if you’re way to close – like a riot that builds when angers out of touch
The sleeper must awaken cause this split is tough
All the monsters deep inside they never get enough
I’ve said it once, I’ll twice they’re deep inside
Imagining all your flesh it’s how they stay alive
History abhors my paradox this much is true

Chorus
Pretty pretty plastic boys
Striving to be background noise
Always thinking that you’re right
Pretty pretty plastic boys

Pretty pretty plastic boys


Hiding

(Verse)
All you really need to know is that this feels alright
We've been down a couple lives but come back every time
There’s beauty & a beast within us all and finding it’s a fight
So grab whatever and make it last to get ya through the night

(Chorus)
Every day is history
When all you chase are mysteries
All sweet love is alchemy
Hiding in your fantasy

(Verse)
We long for beaches with summer air and winter mountainsides 
Saving up for your dream fare now go explore inside
A lust for life can get us through, let’s celebrate with wine
So grab whatever and make it last to get ya through this life

Bridge
I need to know, I really really really need to know, why did you go like rip currents & undertow
So deep inside that we’re hiding in the broken ties and left alone patiently waiting for our chance at life


Can't Help Myself

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