Sly Lovis  2

Hey ! It's what you wanted , walk away
Everybody knows that you'll run today
Hey! Say, what you're gonna say
How you stay alive is another play
Hey! I got you cornered turn away
Everybody lies that's the game to play
Hey! Take,what you wanna take
How to stay in line with the things you fake
Hey! GMO, go away
Amazed at the ways to infect the race
Hey! Stay cybergain
Fuel injected strife angel face

Foolish hearts and minds
Hypnotized and blind
Psychic visions lie
Is the future bright

Me like la vida loca
Me like la beans on toasta
Me like to swim you watch your island is just one acre
You love the time , watch it just pass the line
I love it right on top love as a paradigm

Me no cause that vida loca 
Feast on that merchandise
I want that whistleblower
Fresh in from Palestine
I got my hero right from the almighty
I love my beans and the chemical reaction

My brain is lit like tantric fire gigantic
Bullets that kill prophets vision of future
I and I obey laws of nature
Screw dem politicians dem banker war monger

We've never been so confused as we are today
We've never been so abused as with these games they play

Hey ! It's what you wanted , walk away
Everybody knows that you'll run today
Hey! Say, what you're gonna say
How you stay alive is another play
Hey! I got you cornered turn away
Everybody lies that's the game to play
Hey! Take,what you wanna take
How to stay in line with the things you fake

Me like la vida loca
Me like la beans on toasta
Me like to swim you watch your island is just one acre
You love the time , watch it just pass the line
I love it right on top love as a paradigm

Me no cause that vida loca 
Feast on that merchandise
I want that whistleblower
Fresh in from Palestine
I get my heros right from the almighty
I love my beans and the cronics are watching

Hey !

I and I am told
Burning up your soul
There's a hole 
Where your money and your ego flow
When your tummy funny 
Don't know how to enjoy
And your head explodes

I and I is sold
This story's getting old
It's a shame
History repeat itself again
When the myths they blossom out
And shout a loud insane and proud

I and I alone
Move your body pick up the phone
I and I alone lose your mind
Hang up the phone
I and I alone
Move your body pick up the phone
I and I alone with you

I and I am told
Burning up your soul
There's a hole 
Where your money and your ego flow
When your tummy funny 
Don't know how to enjoy
And your head explodes

Try and try to hold
Some sanity unfold
It's an old and moldy throne
That the kings in line never let go
Debunk debunking theorists
Not thinking quite the clearest
Let go of what you think you know

I and I alone
Move your body pick up the phone
I and I alone lose your mind
Hang up the phone
I and I alone
Move your body pick up the phone
I and I alone with you

And the tides of time are washing away

I and I alone with you

I And I Alone

Where the sea meets the sky
That's where I want to go
Bring me to the horizon
And let me flow

That's where I reside
That's where we'll shine

Transcend the limits of time
Melting into the ocean
The universe is inside us
Through every soul it glows

In dreams it's easy to find
This love some piece of mind

High voltage star kill the night 
To shine the light on those who 
Hide in their shadows deep

Eternal mission sublime
A love that lights the whole sky
In the gaze of spirits' wings climbing
Perched beyond every throne

I am for the sun
Dance the sky everyone

High voltage star kill the night 
To shine the light on those who 
Hide in their shadows deep

The Masquerade

“This song got hit potential. It’s very catchy. But the question is if enough people will hear this little masterpiece...” “In other words, check this out at once”

Review in Hard Rock Info of single “Weekend”

The Bronco: Weekend - from upcoming album

Flowered Up's infamous Weekender. Enjoy!

http://heavenlyrecordings.com/

Flowered Up - Weekender

Rancid - Up To No Good

I was worried that no one could actually understand the lyrics so I transcribed it for you!!

As Wicked by Rancid

4 Track compilation of some rare and remixed studio tracks


And I heard the sound as my feet hit the ground
And I'm walking on air like I knew I should
I should be taken in hand
By the girl with no plans
If she behaves we can feed
And her shop is encrust
I got a trip from a rancid ship
A hurricane from an open brain
And we're proud of these
A Los Tyranny's so we can pick out again
And stick my feet in the terrain
And then drain, drives you insane
And I said don't tell me
When Jilly was told she was a six years old
She had fun with the pliers, snipping the wires
Better take out her teeth
Throw em in the reef
Another public health on the satanic pulse
She's eating heads everywhere
Her eyes afraid and her skin is grey
We better let her rest, transmission set
And in a state of hate
She can correct her ways
Always , no ways
Take out her teeth , and take a tooth to the roofs again
And we can steal the pride from our worn out friends
We can touch his hat and then laugh at the act
From the rim of his festering skin
And communion halls religious balls
They're murdering peers in their later years
They make you greed for the things you don't need
Like acid showers and nuclear powers
Let the master rest upon my chest 
And get the violin and we can start to sin
The reverend sees the diocese
Like a sanctuary for the home of disease
And you can bang your head
Bang your head to this
Now we stare at the doors and the windows and floors
We come up again as the horse hits the bling
Gods reading loot on the end of my boot
While another dog dies you forgot to tie 
Relax don't pay the tax we've got nothing to lose 
We can live as we choose
It's such a waste , when you're playing with fate
Right above your station with (radiation)
Contain those lips, watch it slip
And shuffle around on Sabrina's hips
The hour glass feeling bad
Drinking mescaline from the dead girls skin
And sickness signs supporting crime
Homogenous in your home of trust
Is this a dream
On the TV screen 
Can I kill the teens in New Orleans
Kkkkkkkilller teens in New Orleans


Killer Teens In New Orleans- (Joy Toy Remix)

The last album released by GBOA in 1990

We're lost in music no turning back
Caught in a trap we're lost in music
Wisdom brings humility in this tortured 20th century
Which began as a golden age but now stumbles to suicide
As men see no purpose in their lives
They eat they drink they make merry
For tomorrow they will die and now know why
Can you see the purpose
As we go into terminal overload my head explodes
Disinformation rise and shine
Swallowed by the misery extinguishing the vitriol
Have you got the time
Another crack in a pulpit sings about the mad rush to mass destruction
That's inherent the errant ways of man
The material fuels the infernal consumer boom the bolshy shoom
Can you see the purpose rise and shine
As we go into terminal overload my head explodes
Disinformation rise and shine
Swallowed by the misery extinguishing the vitriol
Making up for lost time
Like a landscape gardener creates new boundaries
We've ran the race we're lost in space
Suspended in this galaxy
Can you see the purpose rise and shine
Sow the seed you gotta dig deep 
Sow the seed you gotta reap
As we go into terminal overload my head explodes
Disinformation rise and shine
Swallowed by the misery extinguishing the vitriol
You gotta take the time
You gotta be more positive 
Use your intellect


Disinformation Rise And Shine

The last album released by GBOA in 1990

Subway to venus with beans
Is everybody in
The ceremony is ago to begin
So far out of sight sends me out of my mind
The further I'm away I find
It's just a matter of relative space
I close my eyes and I…
Not close enough for comfort my dreams away
I'm burning in the basement behind the pearly gates
When I visit seventh heaven it's all because of the night
Belongs to you and I via sattelite
Close to the truth the truth that hurts
Close to the rhythm close to the dirt
Bending over backwards you cannot hide
You're breaking through to the other side
The other side of what the other side of when
The other side of us the other side of them
Righteousness reassess like a man possessed
It's just a matter of relative space
Close your eyes and we're face to face
Close to the power you never realized
Break it on through to the other side
The other side of what the other side of when
The other side of us the other side of them
Righteousness reassess like a man possessed


Falling Fruit

The last album released by GBOA in 1990

Ice house on a pale shore line
Cornered by the cactus and the pine
Here in wonder's where the wild  lips  grow
Down a sun baked stony road
Dusty wheels dealing in the sun
Patterned out owls where the lizards run
Stormy shadow with a fig tree fan
Ridden by ants musing over man
Musing over man
Bang your head on the bedroom floor
Head for the light when the vision calls
Swing your hips lick your lips
Wait until dawn and the party shifts
When push comes to shove open up don't smother love
Scented lust bicameral mind
Searching high and low you'll find
The flower lady's daughter as sweet as holy water
Pulled apart she sends me into a petal frenzy
Mash it up metal shoe shine
Born again it's judgment time
The sun's coming up from the daisy age
She comes in colours
Tainted love bound by a circle
Tainted love is the way that this earth moves
Sunsets fade
You don't get paid
Impaled upon the nail you made
The flower lady's daughter as sweet as holy water
Pulled apart she sends me into a petal frenzy
Mash it up metal shoe shine
Born again it's judgment time
The sun's coming up from the daisy age
She comes in colours centre stage
Don't you know that the girls of the road
Like the …………….
Been around the virtual truth
Unlike the poisoned quill of youth
Dog harbor lost it's flavor
Stone ready or not on your own
The flower lady's daughter as sweet as holy water
Pulled apart she sends me into a petal frenzy
Mash it up metal shoe shine
Born again it's judgment time
The sun's coming up from the daisy age
She comes in colours centre stage
Covered in colours centre stage


Flowered Up

The last album released by GBOA in 1990

And I heard the sound as my feet hit the ground
And I'm walking on air like I knew I should
I should be taken in hand
By the girl with no plans
If she behaves we can feed
And her shop is encrust
I got a trip from a rancid ship
A hurricane from an open brain
And we're proud of these
A Los Tyranny's so we can pick out again
And stick my feet in the terrain
And then drain, drives you insane
And I said don't tell me
When Jilly was told she was a six years old
She had fun with the pliers, snipping the wires
Better take out her teeth
Throw em in the reef
Another public health on the satanic pulse
She's eating heads everywhere
Her eyes afraid and her skin is grey
We better let her rest, transmission set
And in a state of hate
She can correct her ways
Always , no ways
Take out her teeth , and take a tooth to the roofs again
And we can steal the pride from our worn out friends
We can touch his hat and then laugh at the act
From the rim of his festering skin
And communion halls religious balls
They're murdering peers in their later years
They make you greed for the things you don't need
Like acid showers and nuclear powers
Let the master rest upon my chest 
And get the violin and we can start to sin
The reverend sees the diocese
Like a sanctuary for the home of disease
And you can bang your head
Bang your head to this
Now we stare at the doors and the windows and floors
We come up again as the horse hits the bling
Gods reading loot on the end of my boot
While another dog dies you forgot to tie 
Relax don't pay the tax we've got nothing to lose 
We can live as we choose
It's such a waste , when you're playing with fate
Right above your station with (radiation)
Contain those lips, watch it slip
And shuffle around on Sabrina's hips
The hour glass feeling bad
Drinking mescaline from the dead girls skin
And sickness signs supporting crime
Homogenous in your home of trust
Is this a dream
On the TV screen 
Can I kill the teens in New Orleans
Kkkkkkkilller teens in New Orleans

Killer Teens In New Orleans

The last album released by GBOA in 1990

Leaders of the world today
Don't let the people have their say
The folly when your dreams suppressed
Kick out the jams no better than this
The things they do  the things that they say
Don't let them walk over you that way
When violence rears it's ugly head
Bang bang bang another leader's dead
You're saving up to save yourself
Don't really care about none else
Children in this careless state
Don't be blinded by the hate
That leads the foolish man to war
Don't be blinded
The things you do the things that they say
Don't let them trip you up that way
Bang bang are we so easily led
Like a messenger of the perfect day
Sons and daughters of the earth divide
Hide and seek and find the devil's speak
You know that energy shall shine
Scumbags of the world unite
Redeem yourselves and shine the light
Roll out the carpet smell the rose
Life's no fun when your mind is closed
Another's pride another's shame
Another's loss is another's gain
Bang bang bang am I out of my head
We're saving up to save ourself
Don't really care about none else
Someone's got to save us
Save us from ourselves
Save us from our sins
Can't blame none else

S.O.S

This Connection Is Tearing Me Apart (FluidXHardRemix)

From their Antipodal Points on the globe, Japan and Brazil, comes a new collaboration of former Gaye Bykers On Acid, Tony Byker and Mary Byker. 
Written & Produced by Tony Byker
Additional Lyrics & Vocals by Mary Byker

Dem king they rule yah
Dem church they fool yah
Dem army and police they shoot yah
But it we on the bottom that'll feed yah

Ain't nothin' but the truth

Everybody know their place
Time to turn around and face 
The enemy
Me me me me

Corporation termite
They must consume everything in sight
Morning noon and night
What are they like ?

I see no end in sight

My best friend came back again
He was fighting
Doesn't know what for
Stock exchange went down again
Oh it's frightening
Better start a war
Gives me a hard on

They rule yah
They fool yah

Dem King (Feat.Mary Byker)

Worshipped like half living gods in the media circus
No longer a factor in the human race
Why? 
Hot Item front runner
Spending most nights raving and a plotting into
Phalanx of microphones ,
Connected to the international cable network
Mind terrorism a chaotic legacy
Zombie Masters

Pan Am deep into free basing brain damage magnitude
Circumstantial nest of gibberish
Perverse humor suburban TV  
Genuinely
May the meat sickness strike everywhere
Pig's cunt in a bun
Low life shrink diamond vision countdown
To the Zombie Masters
Cleansing our blood of the media circus

And you're wondering why
When you're caught in the lie
You just gotta try escape the 
Zombies

Worshipped like half living gods
Zombie
  
Impunity genuine parrot hard core yuppie
Constituent gambling instinct 
Pressed on like a lemming through unholy nightmare 
Freeze out cremation 
Of the penthouse mascots injured and materialized
Zombie Masters
Cleansing our blood of the media circus

And you're wondering why
When you're caught in the lie
You just gotta try escape the 
Zombies

Worshipped like half living gods
Zombie
I like to spend my time reading in-between the lines
Zombie

Zombie Masters

Tony Byker - Baby Spiders

If only I'd walked away 

I can't feel you 
I can't see you 
I'm just trapped inside this game 
No tomorrows, let the whole world 
No turning back now fade away 

If only I'd walked away 

The idea born in someones mind 
Is nurtured by a thousand blind 
Another's code, anothers brain 
So caught up in the identity game 
Books are sold and the quotes are bought 
You learn them well and then you're caught 
The stage was set the costumes worn 
Another empire of destruction born

Baby Spiders

We're living for today
No looking back
If this was video
We could forward all the crap
You've lost all self control
Grumble number one
The sun'll cleanse your soul
Let it crawl back to sublime
Avarice and greed
Nostalgia through your veins
It ain't crack that I need
To make things feel the same
Races In the tube it's a blast from the past
Today ain't yesterday and you're growing up fast
Virus ridden land 
Who's calling who
Things are out of hand
Or is it just a touch of flu ?
Wisdom in a box
In the age of chance
A living paradox
So much for teenage angst

Nosedive Karma

Sights & Sounds Of Tokyo
Written and Produced by Tony Byker
Download available from
http://tonybyker.bandcamp.com/track/t...

Words by Haruki Murakami

Eyes mark the shape of the city
Countless arteries stretch to the ends of it's elusive body
Circulating a continuous supply of fresh blood cells
Sending out new consumables and collecting the old
Sending out new data and collecting the old
Sending out new contradictions
And collecting the old

More info.
http://tonybyker.bandcamp.com
http://tonybyker.wix.com/tonybyker
http://www.facebook.com/tony.byker
https://twitter.com/TonyByker
https://soundcloud.com/tony-byker

Sly Lovis 2

Simon David Williams