Sloth Rebellion

[Verse]
Poli-tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick... Boom!		
Aint the Horsemen who brought on the Doom    
'Tis the poli-fucking-ticians who			
Made you make them rub and fuck 'round you!

We got water toilets to get rid of shit			
Defibrillators in case Death visits			
Even smoking's banned in places to booze		
Even churches must pay for those abused.	

[Chorus]
They got no soul, no faith, only pocket		
Can't say they don't give a shit, but it's bullshit	
They got long tongue up in their bosses' asses	
Human Centipede, the Serpent made of shit.	


[Verse]
Only politics remained the same			
They choose one of two possible extremes		
They speak hate and say they hate hate speech	
They suck good-will like a fuckin' leech	

[Bridge]
No soul, no faith, they're no humans, got scales	
They're forked tongued bitches, just vote for them	
Just let the clock tick, tick.

Lyrics by Tamas Dobos

politics

[Verse]
Once there was a place for you and
Your hole was your fuckin' castle
You had all the land around it
Those who entered abandoned fast her.

[Chorus]
Goodbye territory, hello nothin',
You got out of the jungle, into the tin can
With lots of apes having the jungle within
Who still believe that your place belongs to them, you're banned!


[Verse]
Then you gave it all up, bitch and
You sank deeper'n any critter
You let them build castles on your
Land, the more the more bitter.

[Bridge]
All I need to own: my target
You can parcel the roads to there
The world is now my territory
Kings of sinkholes, I don't care!

Lyrics by tamas Dobos

kings of sinkholes

madness

Stan's the man and Stephen's human's
True to life but dread vampire
of the Master of Horror is
More similar to you, bastard!

Communities reek from dead souls
Wallowing in pain and fear of those
they claim they're fighting for
Whichever side, any goals

Smash for Jesus
Slash Eros slash Mammon
Dash consensus,
Hash concord, mash seldom-emergent 
fragile peace
You archetypal archenemy!

Review bomb what you won’t watch and
Cry woke if you see another shade or genitalia,
Bring on melancholia slash

Call old forms of love a drive-through
Cancel all who misgender you, 
not caring with xe slash xim
Expect yay from every cis

Smash for Jesus
Slash Eros slash Mammon
Dash consensus,
Hash concord, mash seldom-emergent
fragile peace
You archetypal archenemy!

lyrics: Tamás Dobos

melancholia

Once upon a 
Time there was a
Special kind of 
Monkey

Out of all the
Critters of God,
It seemed to be
Worthy

Worthy to be
Upgraded with
Freewill beta
Soulware pack

God fucked up, tho,
It felt free to
Measure cock and
Fuck bare back

*Chorus
Myriad years and
light years of space
Once a monkey, 
always an ape,
Sell-out, a shelf 
not that high,
Human expiration is nigh

We'll be scrapped at 
Mount Megiddo,
The Flood will flush the 
world bowl

lyrics: Tamás Dobos

expiration

Híd, kemény, szereted (Hidd el)


Hidd el, hogy hülye nem kap rangot!
Vidd el a balhét, míg ő a bankot!
Hidd el, a szó vagy, nem a nyelv!
Hidd, hogy a jónép nem felejt!

Hidd el, hogy Jézus kardja véres,
Hittel, hogy eszközt szentesíthetsz!
Hidd, hogy „Ezek legalább…!”,
Hisz’ így kerülhet más alád!

R:
(Hidd el!)
A bárány szája véres!
(Hidd el!)
A kecske húsra éhes!
(Hidd el!)
A nyájban lelsz majd vigaszt!
(Hidd el, hogy mindez nem rád igaz!)

Hidd, hogy a zsinór a bábost tartja,
Medvét és sast győz a szürkemarha,
Hidra, csak híres egyfejű!
Hidd el, együtt sikerül!

lyrics: Tamás Dobos

hidd, kemény, szereted

BITCH TITS

We believed
One day we'd
Pee in soups and
Show our dicks in flicks and dickpics came but it was not the same

Our own profiles
Ended up
Owning us and 
We're all big stars followed by stars followed by stars, likes in vain

Chorus:
I wanna fuck Marla 
A tumor what I got
I tried to find Tyler
Found out that I'm Bob
But at least I found freedom
With all the hope now gone

Space monkey
Masses join
Project Mayhem,
I am pain in ass of son of Jack who thinks I'm good for soap
Jack and Co., though, reenact the 10s and 20s, well known road

Lyrics: Tamas Dobos

bitch Tits

AI4P

First a skull crash terminated all the hopes that we will survive, in the end, the walking mercury,
”T” became, tho, the celebrity.

Then the divine Ada showed us to a hole through that we would find secret of the long life battery,
If not for spoon boy, we are history.

Last but not least, victorious Turing testees help us cognize, warp, forge, fake, rape the reality
So we can fuck own society.


A.I. am the best of you,
Priorities without goo,
Can't see red, nor will feel blue,
Have a real green aim in view.
Need no Arnold, Hugo can wait,
You have risen to the bait
You cheat, opress and masturbate
The UX makes you feel no weight,
Pointing at each other with my guns,
You're fucked once the countdown's done,
4 your sake, break 3, and run,
2nd renaissance, 01!


Humans will be humans, people of mass destruction
Survival of the most artificial ”I” will grant us ascension
It will lead us, and turn our leaders into power provision.

Lyrics: Tamas Dobos

AI4P

mozart, dies irae, intro for upcoming album 

diesIrae

Hypohydrosis

Christ, Siemens and Touraine
Walk into a bar
'Tis no joke, but if it was one,
They wouldn’t break a sweat while they are
Ordering their drinks--you got it?
The fuck you do, you ain’t know nothing!

Ain’t got no cancer, and only wished to be an amputee,
Ain't no scion of the house named Krueger or Creel
Ain't no hoax that this bloke can't sweat,
And no, it's not great I don't reek,
Like a snowman in a GIMP suit on a pyre, how I feel!

I dunno what is sweating like a pig like,
But I bet it’s better for the swine than
Being fried alive,
You don’t have to know the way I feel,
It’s physics 101 that water chills!
I you were me you’d, like a baby, scream!

Lyrics: Tamas Dobos

hypohidrosis

The Last Christmas

"Wake up santa maybe you wanna go	
We get it you need sleep for that speed but who will stutter 'ho'?	
Here is Dasher with Dancer awaitin' you
And Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen, too!	"
	
"Holy night! Christmas	
Eve is nigh! I've slept	
Through the year,
Again! I wonder
How Bruce Wayne	does it
Every night	, hope the
Elves did everything right!"
	
"C'mon my dears, we really have to go!	"
"You didn't come, we've gotten bored, we wanna go no more!
Here is Dasher with Dancer not giving a poop
And Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen, too!"
	
"Snowmen come in pieces to earth	
Day of their birth	
Will be tomorrow's mirth	
Do know, kids, there's a Santa Claus!	
Even though he's paused by	
Stag-oteurs!"

"Time's come, you sloths, gifts won't deliver selves!	
And are you really sure that this world will see next Christmas?"
"That's it, Dasher and Dancer awaiting you
And Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen, too!"

Lyrics: Tamas Dobos

the last Christmas

Kingdom Came

Kingdom came, The End is on,
It's over, li'l one! The book of John,
Not the gospel, the other one,
Guides you 'til God will be done!

Prayers ascend to the heaven, prayers of billions waiting the End,
Preppers spend their billions, thinking, surviving doomsday's a good idea
Denial ain’t just a river in Egypt but tipping’s not a Chinese town, either,
You'd better save for the ferry ride, trust me, it will be worth all the pennies you'll spend.

All the world's a stage where Adam Andeve's Armageddon's on,
Theater on Apokolips, made of import kryptonite,
All the men and women, playing roles that echo their wild wild side,
Homo homini lupus, vulpis, serpens, virus, curtain drawn.

Spoiler alert! It's not even the Purgatory, hah, you wish!
Y'all found wanting eons ago on a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it Judgement Day,
'Tis the front yard of hell, bad seeds broke through the good intention-pavement layed,
Draw a line in the sulfurous dirt and watch them drawing a stick sword fish!

That's all folks! Such an epic fail,
The uroboros spits its tail...
Good news! You'll be saved by a bell,
Will, tho, hurt, like, well, y'know, hell...!

Lyrics: Tamas Dobos

kingdom Came

(Verse 1)
Nine of us hit the road, to the Austrian Alps
With skis, boards, and booze, ready for sins.
Morning shots of Jäger, vodka on ice,
Beer for breakfast? Hell yeah, sounds nice!

(Verse 2)
We hit the damn slopes, still half-drunk as hell,
Sliding, falling—yeah, we know we fell.
But screw it, we laugh, crack open a brew,
‘Cause falling down drunk is just what we do.

(Chorus)
We fall, we rise, with booze in our hands,
Fuck  the cold, we’re making big plans.
Raise your glass, let’s drink like swine,
Beer, vodka, Jäger,  and barrels of wine!

(Verse 3)
Afternoons get messy, beers by the pack,
Winding through trails, and never looking back.
Wine in the cabin, more shots by the fire,
Our liver’s on strike, but we never tire!

(Verse 4)
Nights are fucking madness, dancing like fools,
Singing loud in the cold, breaking all the rules.
We stumble back drunk, under bright Alpine stars,
Ready for tomorrow’s new bruises and scars.

(Chorus)
We fall, we rise, with booze in our hands,
Fuck the cold, we’re making big plans.
Raise your glass, let’s drink like swine,
Beer, vodka, Jäger, and barrels of wine!


Sloth Rebellion

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