like a morning crow and his unwelcome song 
or a worn-out broken record that keeps skipping along 
mountains of instructions you keep piling on me 
resound like a cacophonous symphony 
but I don't wanna hear it anymore 
no, I don't wanna hear it anymore 
let's go! 

priests and politicians pretend they're your friend 
and police speak to you like you're children again 
blanket statements cover you like a rug 
and they tell me maybe I'm acting a little too smug 
but I don't wanna hear it anymore 
no, I don't wanna hear it anymore 
no more! 

every day we hear the secrets of life 
reduced to cheap jokes, poetry, and friendly advice 
they'd rather see us all pusillanimous 
absorbent in their chorus of correctness 
but I don't wanna hear it anymore 
no, I don't wanna hear it anymore 
I said, I don't wanna hear it anymore 
No, I don't wanna hear it anymore 

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Shades of Truth 

here inside this quiet room there's direction 
outside in the sultry noon-time reflection 
a million people scurry 
they're looking for advice 
none willing to lend charity, just exercise their 

shades of truth and partisan conventions 
shades of truth between disparate lines 
shades of truth interpret my intentions 
you don't know I'm alright 
you don't know I'm alright 

who authored the blueprints and made us captains? 
someone proclaimed creation, people listened 
while children by the millions are thrown into this zoo 
the so-called gift of clarity! oh what was God up to? 

shades of truth and lenient conventions 
shades of truth between disparate lines 
shades of truth interpret my intentions 
you don't know I'm alright 
you don't know I'm alright 
yeah! 

so many walk in parallel and pull their blinders tight 
so few offer apology and accept others' rights 
and nothing absolutely can be cherished in the end
but can't we all accept that it will all happen again? 

shades of truth just partisan conventions 
shades of truth between disparate lines 
shades of truth interpret my intentions 
you don't know I'm alright 
you don't know I'm alright 

just shades of truth and partisan conventions 
shades of truth between disparate lines 
shades of truth interpret my intentions 
you don't know I'm alright 
you don't know I'm alright 

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All Fantastic Images 

England seemed like such a beautiful place from afar 
until one day I saw how miserable things really are 

all fantastic images they only are apparent 
propagated just by hope 
and desire to share it 

beauty was the allure that brought me close to you 
loneliness was the bond that made me stick like glue 

all fantastic images they only are apparent 
promoted by desperate hope 
that things are somewhere better 

I don't have a thing against fantasy 
but to chase it down just doesn't make sense to me 
if your only hope is simply peace and love 
you end up discarding most of what you're made of 
what you're made of... 

all fantastic images they only are apparent 
promoted by desperate hope 
that things are somewhere better 

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The Biggest Killer in American History 

k..k..k..killer (2x) 

you have got your stranglers and prowlers in soft shoes 
furniture makers, carpenters too 
bombers and commandos, all with some lost cause 
disgruntled workers, immersed in "veritas" 

but stealthily, in the land of the free, it's lurking right there 
most are unaware of 
the biggest killer in American history (4x) 
and God shed his grace on thee 

business institutions, universities 
both are quite the circus when the killer wants his way 
I think of Edward Teller and his moribund reprise 
then I look to Nevada and I can't believe my eyes 
it's time for him to die! 

most cannot remember minutia learned in school 
it's not there on the blackboard, it's what they don't tell you 
we have got a problem, it starts and ends right here 
it can be defeated but you've got to face your fear 

we'll join and unite and steady our sight 
then we'll put it right 'cuz it's time to fight 
the biggest killer in American history (4x) 
and God shed his grace on thee 

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No Substance 

history doesn't make something right 
consensus is not a fact-based exercise 
you're tied and bound to this self-indulgent enterprise 
we call America 

a brush with a star, a token of love 
a name in the sand, enough is enough 
a diet of air, a face on the net 
a fish in your palm, your television set 

once you convince yourself 
the universe falls into place 
you've got your ideas 
and your posse of friends 
you all make up rules 
and the fun never ends 

but still there's a problem, leaves you gasping for air 
you look for some meaning, blank smiles are all that's there 
and still water stales a soft summer breeze 
you cling to your hopes while you drop to your knees 
there's no substance!(2x) 

once you convince yourself 
the universe falls into place 
you've got your ideas 
and your posse of friends 
you all make up rules 
and the fun never ends 

but still there's a problem, leaves you gasping for air 
you look for some meaning, blank smiles are all that's there 
and still water stales a soft summer breeze 
you cling to your hopes while you drop to your knees 

there's no substance!(2x) 

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Raise Your Voice 

fa fa fafa fa fa fafa raise your voice! (4x) 

don't be played like someone else's board game 
don't be classed out like some desperate redoubt 
don't be misled you've got a lot on your head 
and nobody's gonna pay attention when you are dead 

so... 
fa fa fafa fa fa fafa raise your voice! (4x) 

it's the primary rule, you gotta wanna be fooled 
it's our daunted restraint that keeps us silent in shame 
it's our nature to be adversarial and free 
our evolution didn't hinge on passivity 

so... 
fa fa fafa fa fa fafa raise your voice! (10x) 

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Sowing the Seeds of Utopia 

we all know politicians only go 
just halfway there 
just halfway there 
the innocence of youth needs protection not abuse 
but no one seems to care 
yet no one seems to care 

and you sit there and watch the world go around 
from your pseudo-benevolent vantage point 
while we who've been left to pick up after you 
try our best to make some sense for those who come next 

now what have you done to foster the truth 
besides just hide the lies? 
besides just hide the lies? 
a selfish campaign never justifies the gain 
but the means are verified 
yeah the means are verified 

and you sit there and insist you are right! 
from your popular psychological podium 
while those who rely and depend on you 
they wilt because you don't accept we need each other 

while sowing the seeds of Utopia 
you invoked a convenient amnesia 
you forgot how to care, you forgot how to provide 
you forgot how to work toward a meaningful life 

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The Hippy Killers 

our apocalypse 1981 
teenage vagrants looking for some fun 
a renewed promise of prosperity 
a vulgar platform for the world to see 
we were... 
the hippy killers (4x) 

busted refuse from broken homes 
pocked flesh and malacious bones 
creatures sustained by desire, heart, and soul 
nothing to leave and nowhere to go 
we were... 
the hippy killers (4x) 

the hippy killers (8x) 

good days during horrible times 
overused bodies, neglected minds 
shoulder to shoulder we formed as one 
the next miserable generation 
we were... 
the hippy killers (4x) 

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The State of the End of the Millennium Address 

Neighbors, nobody loves you like we do. Neighbors, your government has triumphed in finally making you a public fit for the 21st century. Never before has a governing body shown so much concern for the economic well-being of its subjects. Today we have insulated you from countless factions who threaten your financial viability; such as the poor; the idealistic foreigners still clinging to their childish notions of social welfare; why, you're even kept uninformed of useless propagandist journalism that reports alleged violations of human rights (we all know they wouldn't have been punished if they hadn't been doing something WRONG!!). And who better to dispense such blatantly evident factoids but a self-appointed authority like myself? 

Acid Rain is a thing of the past.... too many possible causes, too little significance for our modern thinking public, besides industrial manufacturing is at an all-time low anyway, who needs those narrow minded laborers, too many mouths to feed, hehe, and too much burden on the payroll! Who needs 'em here in the land of the free time. Some other ass-backward country will give us what we need by exploiting its uneducated children anyway. 

The Internet has expanded our ability to pacify average Americans better than ever by offering fantastical adventures to every corner of the imagination. Your home office is the window to your world, and the heart of your social life. Such reclusive behavior helps clear the roads and public works from overburden like the lower middle class and others who depend shamelessly on their government. Today you are freer than ever to do what you want, provided you can pay for it! 

Remember, the first word in USA is US! 
We have arrived, neighbors, we are the privileged elite! 

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The Voracious March of Godliness 

since the start of the 17th century 
there's been the scent of unseasoned wood burning in the air 
and the conquest of nature meant nothing at all 
while we betray exception we take all that's there 

but motives are translucent in the reflection of shame 
the actions ghostly remnants of our ancestral ways 
and unwittingly you just take your place in this parade 
the voracious march of godliness makes us all the same anyway 
all the same... 

since the dawn of our human family 
there's been concentrated sepsis blowing in the breeze 
and we turned on each other with ferocity 
desperation, forced, without reprieve 

but the missions were misguided and the trammeled led astray 
the air resounds with thunder as the victor seized the day 
and the haunting voice of history lives ignored but not betrayed 
the voracious march of godliness will get us close to heaven one day 
some day... 

the voracious march of godliness (6x) 
the voracious march of godliness makes us all the same anyway 
all the same... 

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Mediocre Minds 

look around the country, an abundance you'll find 
of mediocre minds 
sift through the fodder as sane justice declines 
because of mediocre minds 
shrouded under cover, the most flamboyant guise 
hides a mediocre mind 
you got yours but you can never bend mine 
with your mediocre minds 

when they cry foul you had better watch out 
because you never know which aptitude they're griping about 
don't act too smart for their stenoscopic ways 
you'll be discarded away 

reason's not to be what the privileged define 
with their mediocre minds 
so many sighted people are so helplessly blind 
from their mediocre minds 

if you want attention then you'll be asked to bend 
but the surest insurrection is enlightenment 
then you can live outside inharmoniously 
without friends and enemy 

they wanna keep me locked away 
cuz I've an overactive brain 

leaders, presidents and the nightly news guys 
cater to mediocre minds 
reason's not to be what the privileged define 
with their mediocre minds 
you got yours but you can never bend mine 
with your mediocre minds 
the only natural thing that I really despise 
are the mediocre minds 
mediocre minds! (2x) 

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Victims of the Revolution 

what will prove to be our big mistake? 
short sighted arrogance all for what sake? 
our families to ashes, our ambition to dust 
our progeny in silence thinking "what about us?" 

but don't forget the dance of neglect 
the march for empowering prosperity 
the pain from loss and want for mere lucidity 
just maternal residue, and I was there too 
and maybe so were you 

when something is won it comes with sacrifice 
it's there beneath the joy, the glory and pride 
rarely it's acknowledged but in positive light 
consciously omitting the losers' plight 

but don't forget the dance of neglect 
the craving for community that never was met 
the longing for status and the overture of regret 
with no one to deter, pathetically unsure 
forgetting who they were 

just maternal residue, and I was there too 
and maybe so were you 

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Strange Denial 

a mutinous enemy carved a nascent country 
sweat, blood and valor forms the grit of our history 
bequeathed to everyone: chance and free expression 
substance was restrained and the spirit was broken 

I feel a strange denial rhythmic as change 
constant as time 
lonely insistent whispers 
somber as a wave bye bye 

searching for solution, without constitution 
blackcoats by our sides promising salvation 
advocating dogma as tickets to hereafter 
mortals in their prime with their desperate hands in the air 

daunting complex and burning 
rhythmic as change 
constant as time 
conflicts, craving approval 
weighted as a murder trial 
oh, I feel a strange denial 

correct is consensus 
everything else, nonsense 
forward is the hope 
forget recompense 
peace and tranquility is only for the wealthy 
dearth for the masses and inequality 

I feel a strange denial 
rhythmic as change 
constant as time 
lonely insistent whispers 
dissipating in the night 
like a lone forgotten light 

and no one is helping me 
it's a strange denial 

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At the Mercy of Imbeciles 

what you do is what you are 
and wishing upon distant stars 
won't improve the hole you're in 
and won't absolve your deepest sin 

but action is no gift from some covert and lofty god 
it's dependent and weighty all the same 
and it's oh so easy just to keep to yourself 
then you're at the mercy of imbeciles 

now I didn't make up the rules 
but clearly we are led by fools 
it is wise to know their ways 
so you know how not to behave 

but sometimes we find ourselves in desperate need 
and we look to those of privilege and power 
it's then we learn compassion sits inert upon their shelves 
and we're at the mercy of imbeciles 

no action is no gift from some masked spirit in the sky 
it's reducible to flesh, mind and bone 
and it's oh so easy just to keep to yourself 
but then you're at the mercy of imbeciles 
imbeciles (3x) 

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The Same Person 

you want prosperity for yourself but not for me 
somehow you just can't see we're in this collectively 
you think that freedom is a drastic severence 
from your past relations, just a quest for new bargains 

we're not the same person 
we're not the same person 
(don't you ever wanna know) 
wooohhh 

don't need no good advice nor shoddy merchandise 
I'm the suspect device, beaten down, unable to strike 
we're not the same person 
we're not the same person 
(don't you ever wanna know) 
wooohhh 

and the sun comes over us again 
we lament, we pine, and we rescind 
and we ask for understanding 
but aren't we the stingy ones indeed 
when it's needed from us in the end? 

we watch the days go by, compete and then we die 
so few ever ask why but so many just abuse the design 

we're not the same person 
we're not the same person 
(don't you ever wanna know) 
wooohhh 

we're not the same person 
we're not the same person 
(don't you ever wanna know) 
wooohhh 

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In So Many Ways 

I can see the shadows on the wall 
drifting as the leaves start to fall 
unfazed by rugosity, the objects yield to gravity 
and depict the destiny of us all 

no one really knows why we die 
no one gets a break so we try 
ignoring mortality, we worship mediocrity 
and wait to see what happens up on high 

in so many ways we live to follow the sun 
in so many ways we exalt and fail as one 
in so many ways we want so bad to be done 
in so many ways we show our pain in unison 
unison (2x) 

something in you is busy counting days 
catapulting you through the haze 
blind to virtuosity, ignorant of your sanctity 
revealing you in so many ways 

in so many ways we live to follow the sun 
in so many ways we tend to rise and fall as one 
in so many ways we want so bad to be done 
in so many ways we show our pain in unison 
unison (2x) 

in so many ways we live to follow the sun 
in so many ways we exalt and fail as one 
in so many ways we want so bad to be done 
in so many ways we show our pain in unison 
unison (2x) 

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