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This is what it is,
All that there is,
This is what it is,
All that there is,
Mr Know It All and Mrs Sun Scream have gone on holiday,
But they decided to leave their brains at home…
You have zero tolerance,
For those that have a mind to change things,
On this three dimensional plane,
We are so far from truth and blind to reason,
The seasons of change are but a reminder of what once was,
This is what it is,
All that there is,
This is what it is,
All that there is,
Mr Know It All and Mrs Sun Scream have gone on holiday,
On a three dimensional plane,
But as always,
They decided to leave their brains at home…
This is what it is,
All that there is,
This is what it is,
All that there is,
Mr Know It All and Mrs Sun Scream have been on holiday,
But now they're back home again,
But unfortunately they left their brains…
In the hotel,
No, that can't be right,
I mean I thought they left their brains at home,
And didn't take them on holiday,
So if they come back again,
Whether on a three dimensional plane or not,
How come their brains back in the hotel?
Nah! That makes absolutely no sense to me at all,
Rubbish it is! Bloody rubbish!
Would you mind awfully moving that camel please?
Just get it out the way of my car,
Thanks!
If there's a hedgehog in your bus lane,
Don't be worried,
It's just looking for the Mayfly,
There's a feeling I get as I walk down the steps,
That this just might not lead to heaven,
Elephant, elephant, elephant,
So exuberant, so jubilant, so vivacious, so irrepressible,
If there's one thing I'm sure of,
With each step forward,
It gets hotter and hotter,
I can't think straight anymore,
So I think round corners,
Running circles round my brain,
The faster I run, the more sure I am that I'll get somewhere,
But it's not easy when you're descending a staircase,
When I look in the mirror,
It's my father's face that I see before me,
And I never liked him very much,
My mother was tortured,
And the dogs were battered,
And I have to say elephant, elephant, elephant three times,
Every time I say it,
And things always come in threes,
But not everything is so,
So I call it a lie,
Like most things, it's said for effect,
Elephant, elephant, elephant,
So eloquent, so ebullient, so buoyant, so effervescent,
If there's a hedgehog in your bus lane,
Don't be worried,
It's just looking for the Mayfly,
There's a feeling I get as I walk down the steps,
That this just might not lead to heaven,
Elephant, elephant, elephant,
So exuberant, so jubilant, so vivacious, so irrepressible,
You won't catch me walking under a ladder for nothing,
I'll only do it for something,
But that thing might be elusive and grey,
There will come a day,
When I don't have to take a deep breath,
Before opening my front door,
It only leads nowhere,
But it seems to me,
That everyone's got to be somewhere,
In a world of black and white,
Colour is banned,
Not a bad thing if you're too rosy cheeked,
I caught a boatload of inspiration,
And sailed it back to shore,
And it produced a real tingling in the spine,
All of the hairs stood up on the back of my neck,
What the heck I said,
It's not nearly Christmas,
I read it in a book,
Where every word was pure gold,
And now I have to say elephant, elephant, elephant three times,
Every time I say it,
And things always come in threes,
Elephant, elephant, elephant,
So eloquent, so ebullient, so buoyant, so effervescent,
If there's a hedgehog in your bus lane,
Don't be worried,
It's just looking for the Mayfly,
There's a feeling I get as I walk down the steps,
That this just might not lead to heaven,
Elephant, elephant, elephant.
The inevitable rewriting of history,
Sits there like an elephant in the room,
And elephantine elegance does not come into it,
When reality hits you like a sore thumb,
The dumbing down of memory is advisable,
When you've got your head screwed on wrong,
Selective connotations in the grip of manifestations,
Of forgotten truths… in ruins,
Everyone makes mistakes without exception,
And there's no point in blaming everyone else except your self,
You can't change the past,
It doesn't exist,
It's only a figment,
Of someone's imagination,
Imagine John Lennon,
You want it my way,
Always talking about your way,
Like a truck on the highway,
But the driver's asleep,
Why not do it this way,
Do it that way for god's sake,
Do it wrong, do it right,
I don't want to fight you,
I just want to insight you,
Cordially invite you to choose.
Your stupid, malfunctioning excuse for a society has been shown in its true colours,
Your greedy me, me, me doctrine of lies and deceit,
Has been illuminated in the light of energy saving light bulbs,
Utilized as surveillance devices,
All that you know is delusional,
All that you know is delusional,
Intrinsic though it may seem,
The sum of human knowledge is nothing, zilch,
You are nothing, aspire to nothing and become nothing,
As contemptuous as you are,
You shine as brightly as a lump of coal,
Duped, branded and war weary,
You slither along in the hope of redemption,
Your visions are not what they seem,
And there really is no way to redeem your self,
In the heat of the moment,
You resent what you have become,
And in this sphere of madness,
You are but grit in the teeth of a master,
That you will never comprehend,
Attempting to stand upright in the howling wind,
And turning against the tide of human weakness,
You soldier on,
In a brief glimpse of sanity,
You perceive the magnificence that isn't really there,
Always making plans for what you will be,
Whilst the afterlife beckons,
It's a trade off isn't it?
For fool's gold is all that you will ever get your hands on,
All that you know is delusional,
All that you know is delusional,
Imagine John Lennon.
Inside, outside it's all the same,
Nothing is as it seems,
Inside, outside it's all a game,
Nothing is as it seems,
The last becomes the first.
The sin eaters, literally paid to eat sin,
Things aren't the same as they were,
Because the fear is different,
The fear is different,
The background static has changed,
But then again,
There was always that lurking feeling of dread,
Dread locks a person in,
Literally locks them in,
They are too apprehensive to venture outside,
Inside, outside it's all the same,
Nothing is as it seems,
Inside, outside it's all a game,
Nothing is as it seems,
Oh! that time when there was still mystery,
When there was still space to breathe,
When heaven still touched the earth,
When season's change was manifest,
When gloom was dispersed by strength of spirit,
When friendship meant kinship,
When we truly felt like we were here,
And time stood still,
Realization...
Inside, outside it's all the same,
Nothing is as it seems,
Inside, outside it's all a game,
Nothing is as it seems.
I will wax so political,
I'm so critical but not about me,
You are a threat to my sanity,
But I'm mad as a hatter, you'll see,
There are those that seek freedom through mirrors,
Their reflection is all they can see,
I'm not really falling apart,
I'm just radical,
I have no faults as far as I can see,
I am perfect, I know no delusion,
Innocence is nothing to me,
In reality it's just so pathetic,
I will look you in the eyes,
And tell you I love you,
But I only really care about me,
I am not in charge of my faculties,
But I'll convince you that I am free,
I feel for you, really I do,
But I wonder how you sleep at night,
It must be difficult for you,
Life is but a moment,
It passes so quickly,
In the blink of an eye,
And when you get to my age,
You realise the truth of the matter,
Now is all there is,
And life in the now is for living,
We find ourselves here in this place,
This heaven or hell,
It's what we make it,
There are those that would have us believe,
That what we are is nothing but atoms,
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust,
But in the atomic structure,
There is nothing,
When science takes a close look,
I will look you in the eyes,
And tell you I love you,
But I only really care about me,
I am not in charge of my faculties,
But I'll convince you that I am free.
I will die here in prison?
And underneath it all,
You know you're in it too,
Isn't it true that you only came here,
To experience being in jail,
You hurt me like I hurt you,
But two wrongs will never make a right,
I've got to bow out of your social media,
Nice while it lasted but bloody hell,
I'm not one for asking but give it a rest,
With your talk the talk,
But not walk the walk attitude,
I am strange, I admit it,
But you are like a boot,
That got stuck in the mud,
A needle that got stuck in the groove,
And I am so tired of saying sorry to you,
Like a shark,
Your eyes are red and dead,
Foolish morons come to mind,
When I think about us,
Free enterprise and the love of money,
You will put your Down Syndrome Baby,
Into the washing machine for another like,
On your latest post,
The modern woman has no real compassion,
She only cares about herself,
But then again,
Maybe she's been forced into it by modern man,
Possessing no soul,
Intrinsically,
The new normal,
And these are our chains,
We'll wear them with pride,
And hide the real me,
But in the end it's just ands and buts,
An excuse for our lethargy,
Rarely if ever,
I never do you know,
Insanity beckons,
Just around the corner,
Irritating in its intensity,
A propensity,
Henry kiss my arse,
You useless eater,
An endless line of psychos,
Through the annals of time,
Kings, Queens and Presidents,
Don't you worry,
Don't bother to think,
Everything is under control,
And anything else is just conspiracy theory,
Just playing god,
Through genetic modification,
Life force, police force,
In the interests of big business,
Equilibrium, lithium, pests,
Blind holistically,
Separation leads to dysfunction,
No integration, tragedy,
Out of balance,
Madness,
Dis-ease, metal anguish,
Ambulance waiting,
At the bottom of the cliff,
Still waiting,
With no resolution,
Destroying the planet,
Fighting a losing battle,
Biognome, immunity,
Anti-life, antibiotics,
Junk food, junk planet,
Adrenal breakdown,
Individuality is demonized,
Become the barcode,
Don't argue,
This frame is too confining for the child,
But epiphany changes everything,
The wake up call to everything,
Eradicating the addiction to being stuck,
Survival mode through the struggle,
Taking responsibility for our own thoughts,
Become that for which you pray,
Or go back to sleep,
Cognitive dissonance is the enemy.
Emptying the Atlantic with a cup,
Emptying the Pacific with a spoon,
Specifically recording the moon,
The video image and the con…man,
It's alright for you underground,
Cos all your trains run on time,
Emptying the Atlantic with a cup,
Emptying the Pacific with a spoon,
There's no reason why,
It's really all pie in the sky,
Emptying the Atlantic with a cup,
Emptying the Pacific with a spoon,
I am happily programmed by my TV set,
I have given my whole life to them,
And I'm fast asleep,
Emptying the Atlantic with a cup,
Emptying the Pacific with a spoon,
95 to 5,
That's what it's like,
If you're awake,
But not if you're asleep.
How do we know so quickly?
Those that are and those that are not,
Those that will be,
Those that wannabe,
We drift in the winds of change,
Where all is uncertain but wait,
It's all a distant echo,
History repeating itself in this hamster wheel,
Where judgement is the property of fools,
Once in a while we see clearly,
When the mushroom cloud finally appears,
Remember those buttercups and daisies,
That meadow land in a distant dream,
It was always yours and always will be,
For we are not all bad you see,
The proof of the pudding is in the eating,
It's all down to you and me,
There is a fairy land,
There really is if you want it,
Not just in your dreams but real,
You can go there anytime you want,
And forget this crazy slant,
It's just an interruption in the wherewithal,
A blanket covering the sun,
That's all it is,
The moon just up and went,
The stars blinked out and disappeared,
Let there be light!
When it all comes down to it,
It's not Shiva or Buddah or Zoroastra,
That's gonna solve your problems mate,
It's in the here and now,
In the know how,
Of why we're here,
It's the clear spirit of love,
You want heaven above,
It's in your heart,
In your dreams you can fly,
If only you believed it,
Let there be light!
The universe is expanding,
Into a grain of sand,
Doomed from the outset,
As the big bang fizzles out,
Insignificant,
In the overall scheme of things,
Blown in the wind,
Tossed by the tide,
Muted by fear,
Given a reason,
By brainless apes,
With a firm grip on this hologram,
Pretending to be real,
Dysfunctional by nature,
Ants and microbes,
Symbiosis,
The rotting core of the apple,
Once pure for Eve and dangerous for Adam,
That awful word relevance strikes me,
As it's one more time around the goldfish bowl,
Care to join me,
The universe is expanding,
Into a grain of sand,
Doomed from the outset,
As the big bang fizzles out,
Beguiled by nonsense,
Fitting the image to the frame,
Walking on hot coals,
Not feeling a thing,
As we dream,
Feet burnt and arse on fire,
Desperate pickings from the tree of life,
Ugliness are us,
A triffid truffle. a hotch-potch, a menagerie,
Pretending to be real,
Dysfunctional by nature,
Ants and microbes,
Symbiosis,
Waiting in the wings,
For the truth that's never uttered,
From the stage,
The audience entranced,
By a wolf in sheep's clothing,
An aberration, a freak of nature,
A brainless ape.
The dumbing down of memory is advisable,
When you've got your head screwed on wrong,
Selective connotations in the grip of manifestations,
Of forgotten truths… in ruins,
Everyone makes mistakes without exception,
And there's no point in blaming everyone else except your self,
You can't change the past,
It doesn't exist,
It's only a figment,
Of someone's imagination,
Imagine John Lennon,
You want it my way,
Always talking about your way,
Like a truck on the highway,
But the driver's asleep,
Why not do it this way,
Do it that way for god's sake,
Do it wrong, do it right,
I don't want to fight you,
I just want to insight you,
Cordially invite you to choose.
Your stupid, malfunctioning excuse for a society has been shown in its true colours,
Your greedy me, me, me doctrine of lies and deceit,
Has been illuminated in the light of energy saving light bulbs, Utilized as surveillance devices,
All that you know is delusional,
All that you know is delusional,
Intrinsic though it may seem,
The sum of human knowledge is nothing, zilch,
You are nothing, aspire to nothing and become nothing,
As contemptuous as you are,
You shine as brightly as a lump of coal,
Duped, branded and war weary,
You slither along in the hope of redemption,
Your visions are not what they seem,
And there really is no way to redeem your self,
In the heat of the moment,
You resent what you have become,
And in this sphere of madness,
You are but grit in the teeth of a master,
That you will never comprehend,
Attempting to stand upright in the howling wind,
And turning against the tide of human weakness,
You soldier on,
In a brief glimpse of sanity,
You perceive the magnificence that isn't really there,
Always making plans for what you will be,
Whilst the afterlife beckons,
It's a trade off isn't it?
For fool's gold is all that you will ever get your hands on,
All that you know is delusional,
All that you know is delusional,
Imagine John Lennon.
This is what it is,
All that there is,
This is what it is,
All that there is,
Mr Know It All and Mrs Sun Scream have gone on holiday,
But they decided to leave their brains at home…
You have zero tolerance,
For those that have a mind to change things,
On this three dimensional plane,
We are so far from truth and blind to reason,
The seasons of change are but a reminder of what once was,
This is what it is,
All that there is,
This is what it is,
All that there is,
Mr Know It All and Mrs Sun Scream have gone on holiday,
On a three dimensional plane,
But as always,
They decided to leave their brains at home…
This is what it is,
All that there is,
This is what it is,
All that there is,
Mr Know It All and Mrs Sun Scream have been on holiday,
But now they're back home again,
But unfortunately they left their brains…
In the hotel,
No, that can't be right,
I mean I thought they left their brains at home,
And didn't take them on holiday,
So if they come back again,
Whether on a three dimensional plane or not,
How come their brains back in the hotel?
Nah! That makes absolutely no sense to me at all,
Rubbish it is! Bloody rubbish!
Would you mind awfully moving that camel please?
Just get it out the way of my car,
Thanks!
I will wax so political,
I'm so critical but not about me,
You are a threat to my sanity,
But I'm mad as a hatter, you'll see,
There are those that seek freedom through mirrors,
Their reflection is all they can see,
I'm not really falling apart,
I'm just radical,
I have no faults as far as I can see,
I am perfect, I know no delusion,
Innocence is nothing to me,
In reality it's just so pathetic,
I will look you in the eyes,
And tell you I love you,
But I only really care about me,
I am not in charge of my faculties,
But I'll convince you that I am free,
I feel for you, really I do,
But I wonder how you sleep at night,
It must be difficult for you,
Life is but a moment,
It passes so quickly,
In the blink of an eye,
And when you get to my age,
You realise the truth of the matter,
Now is all there is,
And life in the now is for living,
We find ourselves here in this place,
This heaven or hell,
It's what we make it,
There are those that would have us believe,
That what we are is nothing but atoms,
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust,
But in the atomic structure,
There is nothing,
When science takes a close look,
I will look you in the eyes,
And tell you I love you,
But I only really care about me,
I am not in charge of my faculties,
But I'll convince you that I am free.
How do we know so quickly?
Those that are and those that are not,
Those that will be,
Those that wannabe,
We drift in the winds of change,
Where all is uncertain but wait,
It's all a distant echo,
History repeating itself in this hamster wheel,
Where judgement is the property of fools,
Once in a while we see clearly,
When the mushroom cloud finally appears,
Remember those buttercups and daisies,
That meadow land in a distant dream,
It was always yours and always will be,
For we are not all bad you see,
The proof of the pudding is in the eating,
It's all down to you and me,
There is a fairy land,
There really is if you want it,
Not just in your dreams but real,
You can go there anytime you want,
And forget this crazy slant,
It's just an interruption in the wherewithal,
A blanket covering the sun,
That's all it is,
The moon just up and went,
The stars blinked out and disappeared,
Let there be light!
When it all comes down to it,
It's not Shiva or Buddah or Zoroastra,
That's gonna solve your problems mate,
It's in the here and now,
In the know how,
Of why we're here,
It's the clear spirit of love,
You want heaven above,
It's in your heart,
In your dreams you can fly,
If only you believed it,
Let there be light!
It speaks in riddles, in riddle de dees,
One for the future, two for the past,
Three for your signature but it just won't last.
The procurer of fools in the empire of consumerists is thinking it's lovely to open the door and let it all in. It is the perception of things that keeps us awake, all night, all long we wait in spiritual manoeuvre.
It wakes us up, wherefore art thou Romeo? I'm here in your shoe; these magical slippers will stick to you like glue. Who do you think you are, Cinderella? It's all like you ever wanted it to be.
It speaks in riddles, in riddle de dees,
One for the future, two for the past,
Three for your signature but it just won't last.
Who are you exactly? You ever present stool, to sit upon and frown upon fools. Which would you rather bee or a wasp? Bees live in 8 dimensions and 8 is the symbol of infinity. And infinitely the bees will resonate a tune of understanding the parallel dimensions. For these are not inventions of the mind. Consciousness is for all intensive purposes YOU.
It speaks in riddles, in riddle de dees,
One for the future, two for the past,
Three for your signature but it just won't last.
Mind is of matter, as a matter of fact and whilst the bees die,
We're glued to our screens. After all, it's purely entertainment.
From the mouths of babes and senile dementias, more truth than you will ever know. For the truth is a lie that must be revealed and >healed in the name of spiritual progress.
One for the future, two for the past,
Three for your signature,
Just sign here mate...
Creating power for the hour, he will steal it from your wallet.
Say what? Why the money of course!
The power hour juice inflator,
The money, money, money maker,
The bone shaking, earth plunger,
Defender of regular hours in the stocks,
The men that wear the frocks,
And the highly paid jocks on mainstream radio,
The Bluesman necrophiliacs,
The contributors to war,
But not like before,
Not just to even the score,
But to take over,
Over and above the rest,
In a quest for bullshit,
Disguised as power,
"Put your hands together for the man of the hour"
Creating power for the hour, he will steal it from your wallet.
Say what? Why the money of course!
The power hour juice inflator,
The money, money, money maker,
The bone shaking, earth plunger,
Defender of regular hours in the stocks,
The men that wear the frocks,
And the highly paid jocks on mainstream radio,
The man of the hour is a useful tool,
To fool the masses, just like opium,
And we all drown in its wake,
For the sake of comfort and the way things are,
The way things should be,
They'll keep you in a jar,
But you won't suffocate,
There will be some little holes,
For you to breathe through,
The power hour juice inflator,
The money, money, money maker,
The bone shaking, earth plunger,
Defender of regular hours in the stocks,
The men that wear the frocks,
And the highly paid jocks on mainstream radio,
Creating power for the hour, he will steal it from your wallet.
Say what? Why the money of course you fool!
Can't you see it?
"Step on down. Let's hear it for the man of the hour.
Get those cameras on him now.
Make sure you've got his best side.
My God you are an ugly son of a bitch too, aren't you!
They weren't kidding"
"The guy's got no clothes on"
"Ok, cut, cut! You're not supposed to say that Bill.
Everybody's supposed to believe he's got his clothes on"
"Well, I'm sorry. He looks like he ain't got no clothes on to me and as I said; he is one ugly son of a bitch!"
"Don't quote me on that"
Delivering the goods to the high and mighty,
Oh what a sight it is, the unknown for which we strive,
Wet through with guilt and fear,
Disappearing into the mists of time,
Time for wine and cheese if you please,
For the toffee nosed, the ones that blank you in the street,
Those that know no defeat while they're dying from the inside out,
The quiet ones, voice like a foghorn,
I'd rather be a dinosaur's long dead arse than one of you,
Fruitful, tell me about it
The rubbish that comes out of your mouth,
Popping up like rats in a cavern of filth,
Big fat politicians, clearly on the make,
Delivering the goods to the high and mighty,
Oh what a sight it is, the unknown for which we strive,
Wet through with guilt and fear,
Disappearing into the mists of time,
And Regina's progeny is making us eat cake,
From the lofty house of doom for all,
Except for them,
Polluting our consciousness with ravenous greed,
Don't give a toss about the needy,
And the weedy can be poisoned and die,
Give them a permanent vacation, full of radiation,
I've said this before to their delivery man,
Do you think I care, like I really give a shit?
Where were you when the sun went down and I was bloody freezing in the rain?
A pain in the neck for you,
A squid in the ear for your quid's in leer,
I won't cheer for a lifetime in jail,
Call it queer but we're here because we're here,
Delivering the goods to the high and mighty,
Oh what a sight it is, the unknown for which we strive,
Wet through with guilt and fear,
Disappearing into the mists of time...
It goes in one ear and out the other,
You've got to believe me brother,
I wouldn't ask you for a thing,
It's all about Harry,
And it's smoky in this room,
I know you fill it full of dreams,
Cream cracker crumbles fall to the floor,
What's it all for?
This confabulation,
This message from the one,
The one and only eternal you,
Yes it's you Harry,
In your hurry to hold back time,
What's It All About Harry?
You mess about then you marry,
What's the hurry Harry?
Don't you want to be completely free?
It goes in one ear and out the other,
You've got to believe me brother,
I wouldn't ask you for a thing,
It's all about Harry,
And it's smoky in this room,
I know you fill it full of dreams,
Cream cracker crumbles fall to the floor,
Trying to define the moment of now,
Instead of feeling it and healing it,
All the way to way back when,
Where the hell are you Harry?
Did you forget me?
Or did you just dream me up too?
I see through you Harry,
But don't worry,
I won't tell anyone,
After all, it's all about fun,
What's it all about Harry?
It's all about Harry.
Eyes big as saucers,
Pigs all slaughtered,
Like a Caesar salad,
With gun running on the side,
I'm worried about the boys,
Cold as trout,
From the inside out,
There is no doubt they'll be butchered,
Laid out on a platter,
Like a juiced out lemon,
Stinking to high heaven,
On their way to oblivion,
I'm worried about the boys,
I'm so worried about the boys,
All their voidoid stuff,
All that merriment,
At someone else's expense,
Always someone else with the boys,
Always somewhere else,
Always have a good alibi,
Always leave your bodies in a lay-by,
Never a bad word spoken,
Always but a token of respect with the boys,
Eyes big as saucers,
Pigs all slaughtered,
Like a Caesar salad,
With gun running on the side,
I'm worried about the boys,
Cold as trout,
From the inside out,
There is no doubt they'll be butchered,
Laid out on a platter,
Like a juiced out lemon,
Stinking to high heaven,
On their way to oblivion,
"I'm worried about the boys, so worried about the boys"
"What's the matter old son? What's the matter?
I told ya they was bad, I told ya.
They was bad through and through.
You know it.
You should have done something about it mate.
I told ya. I told ya this would happen.
I knew it would happen.
I could have told ya ten fuckin' years ago it was going to happen.
You knew it was going to happen.
Pull your socks up.
Pull your socks up man, pull them up right now.
Get yourself together brother"
I don't want your numbers,
Don't give me your numbers,
I don't need your numbers,
I won't eat your numbers,
I won't crunch your numbers,
I won't be your numbers,
I won't live by numbers,
What is all this with numbers?
Is it life by numbers?
Is it choice by numbers?
Is it conspicuous numbers?
Is it trial by numbers?
Eaten up with numbers,
What is all this with numbers?
Childhood by numbers,
Man by numbers,
Old age by numbers,
Death by numbers,
Magnetised by numbers,
Hypnotised by numbers,
Suffocated by numbers,
Parasitic numbers,
Inhuman numbers,
Machine numbers,
Alien numbers,
What is all this with numbers?
Childhood by numbers,
Man by numbers,
Old age by numbers,
Death by numbers,
Who am I numbers?
What should I think numbers?
Incredible, geometrical numbers,
Flush down the toilet numbers,
In the end,
It's all down to numbers.
Nine,
A most remarkable number,
Mathematics, science,
The power of nine is found,
In no other number,
Nine marks the end,
The conclusion of matter,
Six is the same as nine,
3x3=9, and 3+3=6,
Nine,
The end of man,
And all that man did,
Finality, judgment,
999 is the image of 666,
The father, the son,
We are all a part of the holy-ghost,
Spiritual beings,
One drop of rain in the ocean,
Of eternal love,
The triad, 3 is 6 is 9,
There is no mystery here,
It's all a natural progression,
In the light of consciousness,
We are here in this sphere,
To be judged by ourselves,
And no one else,
For we are eternity,
2 x 9 = 18 (and 1+8=9)
3 x 9 = 27 (and 2+7=9)
4 x 9 = 36 (and 3+6=9)
5 x 9 = 45 (and 4+5=9)
You want bigger numbers?
52843 x 9 = 475587 (and 4+7+5+5+8+7=36, and 3+6=9)
I could go on but nine marks the end of the beginning.
In a world where the blind lead the blind,
The one eyed man is king,
And we follow him at our peril,
Over the cliff we go,
Like lemmings to the slaughter,
Using children's dead bodies as cover,
It was the king that murdered them,
In the first place,
Fighting poison, with more poison,
Is his recipe for peace,
The truth inverted,
Where wolves are dressed as sheep,
And money is all that matters,
To the introverted psychopath,
Perverted by the all-seeing eye,
Bribed into silence,
By that eye of providence,
The enemy hiding in plain sight,
While the terrified have nowhere to run,
If this is God, then god is the devil,
A rabid dog, not God,
The truth inverted.
"It was the king that murdered them in the first place"
"Bow down and worship me, for I am the one and only true dog.
I am dog, rabid dog.
I am the one and only true, rabid dog and I rule everything.
I know nothing about compassion.
I know nothing about empathy or love.
I know only hate.
I am dog."
We're all in this together while you suffer and I prosper.
You're in the heat while I'm cooler.
I'm the master of ceremonies in this hall of illusions.
Like a vampire to the hypnotized, I'm the devil in disguise.
And that there's Jezebel,
Leading the blind to the temples of Baal.
We're all in this together, killing everything on the planet.
Junk culture, choking us to death.
Like a vampire to the hypnotized, I'm the devil in disguise.
And that there's Jezebel,
Leading the blind to the temples of Baal.
We're all in this together, bombing children to promote our values.
Like a vampire to the hypnotized, I'm the devil in disguise.
And that there's Jezebel,
Leading the blind to the temples of Baal.
We're all in this together, leading so many to the killing fields.
Like a lost memory, never learning from the past.
Promoting a bleak future where fear reigns.
I'm always at pains to point out that something must be done.
My lies are like radiation, infesting the minds of the nation.
I am the ultra violet in your dreams...
I'm the delivery man and you can count on me to deliver.
I'm the silvery man and you'd better duck and cover.
I'm the delivery man and I deliver right to your door.
I'm the silvery man; I'll blow you right through the floor.
I'm the delivery man, all day and all night, twenty-four seven.
I'm the silvery man shining a light so bright.
I'm the delivery man, I've got no conscience, and I just use science.
I'm the silvery man in my uniform, sitting at a computer.
I'm the delivery man, I'm the siren and I'm the shooter.
I'm the silvery man; I'll make sure all of your children have sleepless nights.
I'm the delivery man and you can count on me to deliver.
I'm the silvery man; I add fusion to the illusion.
I'm the delivery man; I'll more than even the score with blood and gore.
I'm the delivery man and you can count on me to deliver.
I'm the silvery man and you'd better duck and cover.
I'm the delivery man, ding dong, and ding dong...
Semantic change, I'll be your bird in a golden cage.
In this age of destruction, and the reduction of brain cells,
Semantic change, stupid malfunction of the unction to rearrange.
What a treat, mumbo jumbo, the thoughts go round and round.
Hey willow, sick on my pillow, toothless fairy brings me a pound.
Semantic change, we're only talking semantics.
Semantic change, we'll have the last laugh as we sink to our Robert Graves.
Semantic change, it could be that you will discover I am no stranger to you.
Stranger than fiction, hitting you like a mallet in the teeth.
What a treat, mumbo jumbo, the thoughts go round and round.
Hey willow, sick on my pillow, toothless fairy brings me a pound.
Semantic change, we're only talking semantics...
The time for change is upon us and it's not just a passing fad.
They would have us believe we are but nothing.
Just useless eaters dressed in rags.
The tower of Babel is falling down and the whore of Babylon is losing her crown.
The takers of blood and human essence flee from the coming age of light.
They are the chosen or so they like to think, whilst they poison our minds to the
meaning of truth.
War is peace and the children glow in the dark.
They try to keep the lid on their Pandora's Box.
The tower of Babel is falling down and the whore of Babylon is losing her crown.
The takers of blood and human essence flee from the coming age of light.
The existence of hope is an eternal fact, for without hope there is naught but
despair.
No one can tell you how to live your life and it's not theirs for the taking.
The tower of Babel is falling down and the whore of Babylon is losing her crown.
The takers of blood and human essence flee from the coming age of light.
Cast out the dark and let in the light.
We have to shine brighter than ever now,
We have to shine the light of love,
Right now.
In a moment of madness a world is lost,
Bleak bitter winter and permanent frost,
Fields that lie barren beneath glacial ice,
The air radioactive we all paid the price,
For a fool and his money and more of the same,
The ones who love ritual and playing the game,
Dancing as demons for that's what they are,
And all we have left is a twinkling star.
I love sunlight through autumn leaves,
I love blossom floating in the breeze,
I love life and I want to live it,
I love sunshine through autumn leaves.
A reminder of genius with a flicker of truth,
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth,
A seed that lies dormant for a coming age,
Knowing that all of the world is a stage,
It's a stage that's now set for the alien dust,
Implanting the energy those that come first,
And all of a sudden we are born again,
Back on the wheel and in from the rain.
I love sunlight through autumn leaves,
I love blossom floating in the breeze,
I love life and I want to live it,
I love sunshine through autumn leaves.
Shine brighter than ever now (for everyone you love),
Shine the light of love right now,
Shine so brightly now,
Shine the light of love right now.
In astral dreams our spirits fly,
We soar into the warmth of the inner sun,
We never fear,
Not even the darkest caves of doom.
We love you like a long lost friend,
Vibration fields of alchemy,
The transmutation of the soul,
From darkness into light...
With spiral arms outstretched across the galaxy,
Our spirits flow with the river Nile,
From darkness into light...
I'm guide dog minded,
When too much seeing leaves you blind,
Don't know what my mind did,
Almost drowned by a darkened tide,
Black sea sun rising,
The sun is rising in my eyes.
The sun is rising,
The sun is rising in my eyes.
A deep light dawning,
As the darkness starts to slide,
No time for mourning,
As morning's drapes are flung aside,
The sun is rising,
The sun is rising in my eyes.
Colour play colours play,
Not monochrome,
Night to day night to day,
The sky scrape has grown,
Blown away flown away,
Light-years from home,
So take me take me take me,
Take me to the sun.
The sun is rising,
The sun is rising in my eyes.
A deep light dawning,
As the darkness starts to slide,
No time for mourning,
As morning's drapes are flung aside,
The sun is rising,
The sun is rising in my eyes.
Blasted by the pace of a glowing stride,
Amazed by vastness,
The shockwave on which I glide,
Shadow play contrasted,
Manikin strings are now untied,
The curtain's rising,
The sun is rising in my eyes.
The sun is rising,
The sun is rising in my eyes.
It is all in place now,
The time is here…
Giza Cydonia Giza Cydonia,
Osiris & Isis,
Ancient Egypt.
Caging the things I should have said,
Saying the things I didn't mean,
Meaning the things I left unsaid.
Day glow,
The colours inside my eyes,
God knows,
Spellbound and still tongue-tied,
So so,
See-sawed and swimming blind,
No no,
Still mazed and mystified.
Feeling the fictions we all bred,
Writing the scripts on which we fed,
Feeding the silver to our screen,
Screening the truth from which we fled.
Day glow,
The colours inside my eyes,
God knows,
Spellbound and still tongue-tied,
So so,
See-sawed and swimming blind,
No no,
Still mazed and mystified.
Where did the days go…
Visions of cages in my head,
Caging the things I should have said,
Saying the things I didn't mean,
Meaning the things I left unsaid,
Mouthing the words,
From the parts we read,
Saying my lines,
While my conscience bled,
Bleeding in the wings,
See reality scream,
Screaming at mirrors,
Till the boards we tread.
Day glow,
The colours inside my eyes,
God knows,
Spellbound and still tongue-tied,
So so,
See-sawed and swimming blind,
No no,
Still mazed and mystified.
Where did the days go…
High in the sky,
Or deep in the ground,
Try to keep smiling,
Life's too short to frown,
Love is the answer,
So spread it around,
Over and under,
Up and down.
Love is the answer,
All we need is love.
55,000 hells on earth,
For you for me,
For them…poppies,
(Oh my son will I ever see you again?)
Choice, their choice, I choose, I will,
Choice…destiny,
For earth below,
For you for me.
55,000 never came back!
No answer but doom,
Doom down the years,
For you for me,
Lessons unlearnt,
Uncaring children soon forget,
(I love you daddy, please hurry home. I love you daddy),
It sounds so stupid,
It sounds so ignorant,
I am so ashamed but I did not know,
55,000 never came back!
Where are you now?
Can you hear me?
Shock on realization of death,
You are dead,
You there,
Where ever you are,
You are dead,
Us here you there… bewildered,
Why,
(Forgive me).
55,000 never came back!
55,000 hells on earth,
55,000 hells in a metal dispensing room in the sky,
Killing for freedom?
Back room Johnnies,
Public school boys,
Jolly good show!
Go out there and get your bloody legs blown off!
Voice of the puppet master:
At least that's 55,000 less of the buggers to threaten our supremacy. They've got far too much courage, far too much faith and too much power is in their hands to change our plans. It's us and them!)
Voice on the street:
And where are we now? I'm asking you, where are we now? 97 percent of the wealth owned by 2 percent of the population in this country. Mass unemployment. Dismantling of our children's education, dismantling of their future. Dismantling of the Health Service… fear… terror! You can't even walk down the road without wondering who's going to clobber you on the back of the head!
Voice of Inquiry:
Faces no longer in our genes like lost Neanderthals. Lost fathers. Lost sons. Put yourself in their shoes my brothers. Can you imagine what it was like?
Can you imagine what it was like?
And it's one small step for man, the Moon,
Maybe we will have to move there soon.
Here today, gone tomorrow,
All our fortunes lost in sorrow,
For there is no turning back,
Not much time to change our act,
Maybe we should educate,
Not just fill our selves with hate,
Maybe we should learn to care,
Learn to love this planet fare.
And it's one small step for man, the Moon,
Maybe we will have to move there soon.
We can see you Icarus,
Flying far too near the Sun,
Your father tried to teach you sense,
But now we sing your sad lament,
It's as if we've lost our minds,
Whilst the blind lead on the blind,
If only we would seek and find,
The answers that would save mankind.
And it's one small step for man, the Moon,
Maybe we will have to move there soon.
In image of their astral home,
Celestial birthplace of the wise,
Yet we say we are alone,
Secrets locked in ancient rhyme,
We may decipher, there's still time,
There are those who will never learn,
But they are not of their concern.
There are those who seek Orion,
There are those who long to touch its face,
Orion.
They built their beacons here on Earth,
The master builders knew the way,
To span the cosmic bridge of space,
Their precious knowledge here to stay,
For we have all a mind to travel,
Where there's a will there is a way,
Just how long can we ignore it?
For it comes closer every day.
There are those who seek Orion,
There are those who long to touch its face,
Orion.
Secrets out, there is no secret,
Only we confuse the signs,
Though it may seem like a riddle,
Just a puzzle to mankind,
Know you well they stooped to conquer,
But not only Earthly foe,
Some would call it Alchemy,
The seeds they sought to sow.
There are those who seek Orion,
There are those who long to touch its face,
Orion.
And then we hear the prowling,
The padding of heavy paws,
And then we hear the growling,
Bare- fanged, the snap of jaws.
But still you've got to trust me,
After all I wear a suit,
No no you've got to trust me,
After all man I don't wear a suit,
You've really got to trust me,
I'm a chameleon of truth,
Still you've got to trust me,
You've really got to trust me.
Hungry like a forest fire,
No dating Satan's hot desire,
In angels clothing demons hide,
No wider smile than that of a liar.
You've really got to trust me!
Thorn within the rose bouquet,
Garland turns to tourniquet,
A sugar coated cyanide,
The dagger's just a kiss away.
And then we hear the prowling,
The padding of heavy paws,
And then we hear the growling,
Bare- fanged, the snap of jaws.
But still you've got to trust me,
After all I wear a suit,
No no you've got to trust me,
After all man I don't wear a suit,
You've really got to trust me,
I'm a chameleon of truth,
Still you've got to trust me,
You've really got to trust me.
And to add to the confusion,
There does not seem to be a solution,
We just adopt the latest fashion,
We thank you for your contribution,
That sinking feeling,
More pollution,
Waiting for the revolution,
That sinking feeling,
More pollution,
Ecological evolution.
Isn't it strange?
How we can change our minds,
And rearrange our notions,
Never thinking of the forests,
Never thinking of the ocean,
We lose ourselves in our devotion,
(We lose ourselves in the commotion).
Anticipating politicians advocating,
If at first you don't succeed,
Lie; lie again.
And to add to the confusion,
There does not seem to be a solution,
We just adopt the latest fashion,
We thank you for your contribution,
That sinking feeling,
More pollution,
Waiting for the revolution,
That sinking feeling,
More pollution,
Ecological evolution.
We have a new world order,
So we hope and so we pray,
But watch out for the men in suits,
For they never go away.
Standing in the back-ground,
The men behind the scenes,
Waiting for their moment,
And the gnawing of their schemes.
We have a new world order,
So we hope and so we pray,
But watch out for the men in suits,
For they never go away.
Set free the birds of peace,
Watch the balance of the scales.
No diplomacy in money,
No love lost where there's cash,
So never turn your back my friend,
And invite an old back-lash.
No diplomacy in money,
No love lost where there's cash.
We have a new world order,
So we hope and so we pray,
But watch out for the men in suits,
For they never go away.
Don't ever trust an old cat,
For the cat has many----tales.
Never drop your guard my friend,
And taste the old guard's lash.
Do you know that pigs can fly?
Right up high in the sky!
Do you know that pigs can fly?
Way up high up in the sky!
It's sad to see their skulking faces,
Crawling through the mist,
The pale-faced bastards,
Getting even.
Do you know that pigs can fly?
Way up high up in the sky!
Don't you know that pigs can fly?
Way up high up in the sky!
They care you see,
So passionately,
So devoutly do they pray,
But deep inside,
With lizard eyes,
Chameleon in nature,
With vampire lust,
They will suck the light from your very soul.
Do you know that pigs can fly?
Way up high up in the sky!
We've had a general erection,
And the politicians have had a hard on,
We've had a general erection,
And the politicians have had their way with you.
The flying pigs,
The flying politicians,
The flying politician pigs,
The flying pig politicians.
What about the things you can't see which are the fundamental basis on which the things you can see are built? There is nothing beyond this terrestrial frequency nonsense. This world is all there is mentality, daft bastards! I can't abide them. 666 is the number of the beast in man, that's the point! These arseholes want us to believe that the beast somehow acquired intelligence later through evolution. The beast built Stonehenge. The beast built the Great Pyramid. The beasts ate each other and banged the rocks together and were an all-round bunch of silly sods!
You're talking about my family here, my group soul and I'm supposed to take it like a man and deny that I ever existed before. This reality is the end result of creation. They created the beast. God's outside, he's not inside of everyone waiting to manifest, if only the doddery twats would wake up!
God will send you to purgatory if you don't allow yourself to be manipulated, first through the Church and then if that fails the Media or whatever other load of bollocks they utilise.
It's you that you have to face, now and for all eternity. This is just one school amongst many. This dense, thick, murky, colourless, unimaginative, heartless plain of consciousness.
I'll show them! They're going to see things that will knock them for six! They're going to get chucked over the side where they belong, spirit-sucking vampires! I've been quiet for too long. They're blocking the spiritual evolution of the whole universe and it has to stop! See you later!"
Then he promptly storms out of the room in a cloud of multi-coloured smoke. I looked at the place where he'd been standing in astonishment and I thought to myself "Oh! No not again". I shouted after him… "Hey Merlin… You've forgotten your bloody hat!"
But you won't grind us down,
And you won't break our bones,
And you may throw sticks and stones,
And regret it in the end.
We're standing in the shadow,
Of life's eternal battle,
We all get pushed around,
And forced to stand in line,
Forget the sad and lonely,
You are the one and only,
The only ones you ever think of are yourselves.
But you won't grind us down,
And you won't break our bones,
And you may throw sticks and stones,
And regret it in the end.
We say your truth is phoney,
That you are lying only,
You are a government of ignorance insane,
Your only god is money,
And you may think it's funny,
To con us all into believing you are sane.
But you won't grind us down,
And you won't break our bones,
And you may throw sticks and stones,
And regret it in the end.
Our shattered spirits broken,
Trapped by our life's devotion,
Who are we fighting,
But the slaves within ourselves,
Our lives too short for sorrow,
Give us a new tomorrow,
Don't let our children think,
We couldn't give a damn.
It's a tough world,
You've got to be better,
Than everyone else,
It's a tough world,
That's going to fall very soon.
Competition is everything,
When market forces dominate,
Advertising seeks your soul,
Do you know?
You don't know you know anything.
It's a hard world,
You've got to be hard,
Like everyone else,
It's a hard world,
That's going to fall very soon.
It's a tough world,
You've got to be better,
Than everyone else,
It's a tough world,
That's going to fall very soon.
Propping up the state,
While the peasants starve,
Like a piggy in the middle,
What a picture you have carved,
On the hearts of the masses,
Made redundant when it all breaks down.
It's a hard world,
You've got to be hard,
Like everyone else,
It's a hard world,
It's going to fall very soon.
It's a tough world,
You've got to be better,
Than everyone else,
It's a tough world
(Rome is falling mate and not a minute too soon).
In this wilderness,
Full of greediness and selfishness,
We need to know and hear the truth,
That shines within,
And lights our way to freedom.
It's a hard world,
You've got to be hard,
Like everyone else,
It's a hard world,
It's going to fall very soon.
It's a hard blow,
That shatters the mirror of illusion,
It's a hard blow,
That's going to fall very soon.
You took my soul and gave me liberty,
You took my mind and set my thinking free,
You took my heart and gave me eyes to see
You took my love and gave it back to me.
The death of pain the beast is slain,
Those fears fly from my skull,
No humble pies I clear the skies,
My eyes see through old wool.
You took my soul and gave me liberty,
You took my mind and set my thinking free,
You took my heart and gave me eyes to see
You took my love and gave it back to me.
New golden- fleece labyrinth's release,
And water turns to wine,
No alchemist quest with a green-eyed zest,
Now it's my life that is mine.
You took my soul and gave me liberty,
You took my mind and set my thinking free,
You took my heart and gave me eyes to see,
You took my love and gave it back to me.
Daydream in the slipstream,
Daydream, what does it all mean?
Living in a daydream,
We've got to wake up.
Every season has a reason,
For changing as the earth spins,
Like a snowflake or a comet,
Or an earthquake when the world moves.
Daydream in the slipstream,
Daydream, what does it all mean?
Living in a daydream,
We've got to wake up.
Feel it.
Into the warm light,
Out of the gloom,
Softly we sing,
As we dance,
In the moonlight.
Feel It.
We are in half-light,
Lifting the veil,
Trying to wake you up,
Doomed if we fail,
We bring no sorrow,
We know only love,
There is no tomorrow,
Only heaven above,
It's all here right now,
In this moment of time,
It's all here within you,
All reason and rhyme.
Feel it.
Land of mirrors,
Sea of dreams.
Into worlds unknown we sing,
Of fearless spirits in our midst,
Hearing only truth on wings,
Of flaming tongues of fire.
Epic scenes of Trojan horse,
Invade the night,
Infiltrating sorry plight,
Of those that know but cannot tell.
Land of mirrors,
Sea of dreams.
You shall not know from whence they came,
Not that they would ever take the blame,
They only seek to take you there,
Heaven only knows just where,
That's for them to know,
And you to find out,
Good luck!
Where am I?
What is this place?
I do not understand,
I do not understand illusion land.
Land of mirrors,
Sea of dreams.
A rolling stone gathers no moss,
A stout heart knows no ignorance.
We just go about our daily lives,
Living out our fantasies,
In a dream like state,
Anaethsetised we drift,
In time honoured fashion,
To our doom.
While they're winning over minds,
With their weapons of mass deception,
We follow the leader,
Like lambs to the slaughter,
The way of the wise is not sought after,
As we become,
So much cannon fodder,
The top five percent take the lot,
They steal the world from under your nose,
For we are blind and we cannot see…
Isn't it obvious now?
We live in the illusion of democracy.
Those who reached up to the leaves,
Saw the others fall and die,
A happenstance of Darwin luck,
With no scheme of how and why,
You know the Pterodactyl bone,
Is honeycombed to help it fly,
But no target meeting team,
And no draughtsman in the sky.
I'd parked on yellow lines,
And I made the warden's day,
He saw the oozy in my hand,
And he let me drive away,
No design to avoid a fine,
When I'd walked out with my gun,
Right time, right place, right thing,
Where something needed to be done.
Life will find a way,
Will find its own way,
There is no reason why,
We just have to do and die,
Life will find a way.
Here we go looby-loo,
Here we go looby-lie,
Here we go looby-loo,
All on a Saturday night.
They do not care,
If they give children nightmares.
Here we go looby-loo,
Here we go looby-lie,
Here we go looby-loo,
All on a Saturday night.
Their terrified eyes do not haunt them,
Or their twisted dead bodies on television.
Here we go looby-loo,
Here we go looby-lie,
Here we go looby-loo,
All on a Saturday night.
Inflicting pain,
"Come on guys, let's kick some fuckin' ass"
Beware of the puppet masters - looby-loo,
Beware of the puppet masters - looby-lie.
Dangling on the strings of the puppet masters,
All on a Saturday night.
We know there are more like you,
And heaven is a place on earth.
Avatar.
He does exist, opposing hell.
Oh the dread they bring, the evil ones, so many. You are few, so many say but come the day, and even now, your numbers are expanding. How do you know so much so young, such everlasting peace of mind? Such non-aggression; floating free. Show us the way that leads back to life, life that we all know deep within. It makes me feel so proud to call you brother, kindred spirit. May I never let you down.
It's not a moon,
It's a spaceship,
Aquatic hibernation,
Awaken BBC,
You'll have to tell us all about it,
When their landing's on TV.
Oh god, won't you come down?
Won't you save us from ourselves?
How long must we wait?
This is what we ask ourselves.
We can all have a good natter,
Argue across the nation,
On the right station,
Don't touch that dial!
Oh god, won't you come down?
Won't you save us from ourselves?
How long must we wait?
This is what we ask ourselves.
Watch out for that eagle,
He'll tear your throat out!
Watch out for that eagle,
He'll tear your throat out,
And spit it in the road.
Evil works through you - killer!
Genocide expert,
Final solution inventor,
Inflictor of pain,
Still alive and well,
In the 21st century,
Welcome to another century,
Of wars and more bloodshed.
Oh god, won't you come down?
(He's just a fake)
Won't you save us from ourselves?
(We're kidding ourselves. He's just a fake)
How long must we wait?
This is what we ask ourselves.
Manifest your magick,
Beam it far and wide,
Life's a great adventure,
Or it's nothing much at all.
Manifest your magick,
Don't make it disappear,
Manifest your magick,
Don't deny that it exists,
And call it your soul.
Manifest your magick,
Beam it far and wide,
Life's a great adventure,
Or it's nothing much at all.
Manifest your magick,
Beam it far and wide,
Life's a great adventure!
We cast you out,
You demon fool,
You who shady places rule,
Your blood is cold,
Just like your eyes,
You are the fool who mocks the wise,
We cast you out,
You demon fool,
You who shady places rule,
Your blood is cold,
Just like your eyes,
There is no love within your heart.
Get ye back where you belong,
Do you know the gremlin song?
A gremlin sits upon the stair,
Tell me what are you scheming there?
Get ye back where you belong,
Do you know the gremlin song?
We cast you out,
You demon fool,
You who shady places rule,
Your blood is cold,
Just like your eyes,
You are the fool who mocks the wise,
We cast you out,
You demon fool,
You who shady places rule,
Your blood is cold,
Just like your eyes,
There is no love within your heart.
Get ye back where you belong,
Do you know the gremlin song?
The gremlin song!
There's a light on the horizon,
And you must remain positive.
(Don't let them feed you that negative bullshit man and change your vibration, so you'll dance to their tune).
Without cannon fodder,
They'll all be gonners,
They know this precisely,
As they block out the light.
Oh dear, what a mess,
What a cock-up,
With no redress,
Blast and dammit!
We've been rumbled,
And we're in it,
Up to our aprons.
What's the matter?
You sick fuckers,
With your demons,
And your money,
(Your mother sucks cockles in shells).
What a concept,
(An immaculate concept)
What a corker,
Very clever, very dapper.
You're the kings of dark places,
Utter carnage, rotten apples,
Pity you in your sewerage,
You certainly are the biggest shits we've ever come across!
Why don't you fuck off from whence you came!
The new worried Order,
You sick fuckers!