Solidaze - Say it is (Demo Version)

From the upcoming - Mania EP

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From the minds of funk fusion heroes Moses Mayes comes the latest dance floor killers LeBeato. Combining elements of sequenced electronics with live instruments and on the fly video graphic projections, LeBeato's unique blend of electro and dance has been setting venues on fire and establishing LeBeato as one of the must see acts in the Winnipeg music scene.

In its short existence the act has already toured Western Canada, played Shamabhala and has shared the stage with Beast, Grand Analog and Vitaminsforyou.

Lebeato - BBR

my whole life has been without balance
sand in my eyes
and true vision
clear
talking with no mouth
i like lying to people who seek the truth
words from the heart
everyone wants them for something
sugar
white grains of sweet bullshit
sometimes reasonable to hear and
taken to heart
great meaning and reason
people can read
flying from one shitty mess
to the next
other times it's fire in their heads
it's too much rain on the seeds
and it may be a fight
pushing against each other
like sex
someone will win
looking out for number one
it's hip now
to be mad
you might even be called a prophet
if you can stand the smell of your own shit
on their breath
then you can dance all night
a bridge burned over and over
a new bridge ahead
and it's burned
soon as another
great valley is crossedfar underfoot
vast
unchanging
unbalanced
not natural
there are no seasons like the seasons of the mind
swaying
hanging
let the crows make sense of it and t
ake it to their treetop congregation
and i'll constipate them
a parked car
a loaded gun
roommates
what the hell is wrong with the world that it's commonplace to live with roommates
i'd kill to live alone
my sanctity demands it
yet i can't achieve it as often as i'd like
i'm in love with solitude
i have to work forty hours a week just to exist
to wake between the walls
on top of a hangover i've been fighting as long as i remember
work to eat
to buy paper to wipe my ass
stay off the streets
pay for the city
it's a fucking scam
obviously
there's nothing poetic about it
i've got clean clothes hanging in the closet
i never wear
and drunk books on the shelf as well as a few others
day after day there is no end to this madness
each day my undoing
sleeping in abandoned buildings
without glass or doors
dripping rain and bird shit from the ceiling
and the moon has peeked in at me from between the cracked boards
the moons a good drunk too
hanging there
never sober
full of salt
full of cancer
but cancer's no disease on the moon
it's just like a handshake
shaking hands is a disease on earth alright
like quotes from a monkeys favourite story
and now it's hugs
store bought and pawned
a great lover comes along
and beats the hell out of your daughter
until she loves him more than you
more than life
she can't even tell that she's living
but she's in love don't you know
the hippies came along and fucked it all up
after the...

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