“To sing a song about the fleeting
terror making cravings fate
words are coming from the mouth Part one
speak before liars in wait
so that you all may hear
wielding sweeping, mighty self at every turn
taste of shame and faith and fear
leaving sour gloom to burn
“Strange is not one even word for
what I’ve held on to say
gripped, the laughing cry, as I play Part Two
lose the …
solidly and firmly implanted in the history of beatniks like Burroughs and Kerovac, the Dead Beat Generation also embraces the slacker culture that has arisen from the laze that our baby-booming parents have instilled in those of us that make up the degenerate lower echelons, but as well related to the bleak realities that face our general populace and the now to deal with them… crazy is what is required to defeat a system officially based in corruption no matter how pure the ideals were that had begun it, and this is what makes us anarchists and deviants against the demolishing culture around us, eating our souls like we were fuel for a greater progress… speaking not of war but the changing of ideas to make ourselves truly free in this weird aura of abundance… our forebears have made …
~Verse One~
“We’re all living the American life(style)
“We’re all just gutter (rats)
“We are rotting in de(nile)
“We are all whores
and (that) – (is) – (that)
“But – the – end isn’t all there has – to be……..
“All – I – ask is that you fol-low me…….
“Like – the – rats – we – are”
“So maimed, so scarred”
~Chorus~
“Life mapped out like – a – maze
“Life in hectic cryp – tic – haze
“I’m left to die in – a – daze
“Floating down those gut – ter – waves
“Like – rats – we – drown!”
~Verse two~
“As one we feed
“As one we seethe
“But beyond this mob
“We are all one
“Even when we disappear
“More will soon reappear\
“More to act and seem sin(cere)
“But in my quest
no one will (shed) – (a) – (tear)
(no – one – will – shed – a – tear…)
“Might – as – well set – …
Verse One, Line One-
“Working in the shadows, late one night;
A man came upon me that wasn’t quite right,
He walked up to me, and without even knowing;
He struck atop my head, and blood started flowing
I bled into my own eyes, and I was out;
And the last thing I heard was his maniacal chuckling
“The next thing I knew, I woke up renewed;
But my head was spinning, in a noxious stew,
And as my vision cleared, I saw a silhouette;
But I saw him in strange make-up and a hat,
He said, ‘Welcome to the circus, young man;
We have so much entertainment at hand’
“He took me up onto his shoulders,
And took me to the center ring;
I tried to clear my head, but I still couldn’t think
He threw me in without much effort,
I clawed the ground, and yelled for help;
But the show was just starting as …
~Chorus~
“Dancing around the flames
while the world burns asunder
“This is an age
where ruin is the tenth wonder
“Debased crimes are a rage of the times
“And ruin’s curse pulls you under”
~Verse One~
“Chaos is defined by the order it brings
“Pretty ones are best defined against the ug – ly
“And in truth is where the falsest lies lay
“Spread amongst the glitter and decay
“……the machine rings…..”
~Verse Two~
“Thundering chimes of industry roar
“Against the background din of noise
“In which, the sound of music at the core
“Some vicious, grinding voice
“…delirious rhyme eating away time”
~Chorus~
~Verse Three~
“The bustle around is hectic at best
“Moments get slowed as the more take the test
“To get out and escape
“The wish is strong, the will is weak
“To leave this escapade and seek themselves
“Change it all to change their hells
~Verse Four~
“The dirt clots thick like the blood on your lips
“If the city gets a hold, it …
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the heart is shaken loose, from the gristle
that the organ had grown quite used to
abuse of the time, having lost for you
what you thought was mine, was it meant to be?
there were thoughts that were wrong to find
memories rather lost than not
fraught with peril for love with cost
grind the gears before the motion is lost
before that turning clock has rung
rust has broken that yet unsung
~Verse One~
“Something so –in-tan-gi-ble
everything is –strength-of-will
“I’ve fucked up my –fuck-ing-fill
“what was really needed
“my thoughts have succeeded”
“in being repealed and repeated”
~Verse Two~
“try to keep the –stran-gle-hold
“on my own –self-con-trol
“try to keep mind —from-insan-ity
“we all fall to sickness,
“…the-tra-ge-dy”
~Chorus~
“ Eve-ry-day
I think I am –going-to-die
“but today just isn’t –that-day
“break the standard –slav-ery
“but which method –is-right?”
~Verse Three~
“All these thoughts they –dis-ap-pear
“running up and down my –spine-in-fear
“fear to face
“…an uncertain future
“fu-tile per-son-al pro-ce-dure
“wound needs suture”
~Verse Four~
“Killing the pains –in-my-head
“stained light –of-a-blunt-red
“you know not –what-it-is
to be so tormented
“by your very own –sick-ness-yet”
~Chorus~
“ Eve-ry-day
“…I think I’m just –going-to-die
“but today just isn’t –going-that-way
“take the standard slav-ery
“fuck which method –break-away!”
~Verse One~
“From their bloody endings to his bloody beginning
“You’ll never stop his endless killing
“He’s one happy soul who’s never down
“A psycho cannibal
poor, little clown”
~Verse Two~
“Eater of children, eater of minds
“He’s constantly spitting out those meaningless lines
“With your flesh rotting away
“He loves you
ripe with decay”
~Verse Three~
“With a cleaver in one hand and a fork in the other
“He eats out his prey like he did his own mother
“You’ll never take him down
“No, you never will
as he comes to your town”
~Verse Four~
“You never know when next he will show
“Crawling and limping, rotted flesh on the floor
“You’ll never put him down
“No, you never will
he’s just a poor, little clown”
~ Morbid Musical Interlude ~
~Verse Five~
“Falling apart at the mental seams
“Visions of victims are haunting his dreams
“A stinking and rotting corpse of a clown
“A serial killer whose lifetime ran out”
~Verse Six~
“Unseen in daybreak, undead in …
.One…There they are all in a row…but no one can tell…no one can know…that what lies behind the exterior so wiped and clean…that should not be the end of dream…
Creeping up into their heads…through commercial radio and television sets…driving them mad from the inside-out…but doubt belief in sanity instead…
.Chorus…Internalize the hatred that I feel…internalize the pain that tries to peel…away the veneer that I’ve tried to make…love and hate for all the dues I’ve paid…internalize the pain, internalize the shame…externalize your name…a slow death process on glimmering wings…
Layered vocal line…Conformity breeds…violent needs..sedating seeds…to appease their reasons…oh, why?…oh. please. do tell me?!…
.Two…Percolating coffee-filtered family life…glistening with perfect strife through reactive drivel…mocking living life experience to dread the days when ends would come…the kingdoms created by the scum…under fogs clouding hazy words…
Emotions glare like phantom whorls ingesting fate…the creeping gloom of …
