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lirik lagu 7 and a switchblade – gonzo 9000

it was the day complacencey grasped apathy, collapsed face down in the bas-m-nt
and lethargicness stood ominous dumbstruck with amazement
and the slaves escape unchained emblazoned by the hatred
of oppression under cynic vision mental prison stasis
is it compulsion standing idle while obsession gains inertia
and its reversal of the role externalized in existential purging
or the burning of a proxy littered with hotboxed economics
the relationship of which leaves me with b-ss drops in the sonic
pacin’ like a zombie, heart racin’ like there’s a bomb on me
the days of prosperity decimated and long gone, see
this is what transpires seconds after the rock lobster beat god’s skizzor
and the paper tigers should have folded but instead he pulled the trigger
could it be the vision of omnipresence taken under by slackers arrogance
or immagionationland’s retrieval from extremist vegan terrorists
could it be that deep down in your subconcious there’s a chemical chain reaction
thats just lacking the motivation to interpret the emotions your attractiong
i’m not asking you to listen to me……………………………..
as a matter of fact stranger tactics were employed to acheive that dark city switchery
so while misery loves company they all forgot how the arrived there
i know its an ill contrived premise but it’s the pilot so its all fair
starring deep into insanity precalamitous spiral wormhole
turning time in on itself ejecting interstellar worlds
these words are dark matter weight breaking the shoulders of apollo
the more this black hole consumes the more this inner sh-ll grows hollow
and you can wallow in the meaning deconstructiong every structured syllable
solitary sections singled out indexed in methods similar to biblical
maybe metaphysical dissatachment from the morphine and the hash hit
and the torn seams in reality is just threadbare fabric
so is it weaved into the tapestry of a lysergic pappa hoffman
or is it part of a conspiracy surrounding where a simple wooden cross stands
it’s the irony of the timing of the robot chicken clip they just played
while i’m pontificating bout heaven bein 7 nuggets and a switchblade

if there ever was time to re-evaluate dream state now is that time
if your gut tells you to shut your mouth and just listen id follow your instincts
if ever there was a moment to re design the hive structure now is that time
i’m holding out my hand my the answers it’s clamped firmly don’t blink you might miss it

feeling inquisitive slightly qeasy as i mutter “give us the cuttlefish
but the reference was so obscure only the swim junkies ll bump to this
pumpin fists like e honda 100 hands and 5 fingers
squatting monkey’s tell no lies they only send off distress signals
planet of the de evolved decomposed disenfranchised filth feeders
a bleeding heart martyrdom arteries pumpin red red by the litre
speak in confuctified eye openers that pry closey on carelessness
awake while the symbiote seeks catharthis stars preparing this
dumpstermouth hinge drop oddly out the refuse
and the randomness that drops is like the vokal cuts of prefuse
73 sticthes matrix glitching patience slipping
lace the infastructure based upon the need for tasteless faceless drippings
hannibal barberra…nah more like orinthal james peterson
a butcher in a bronco baking barbecue brains and fetuses
sleeping giants will be awakened all skeletons have been summoned
its kobayahi maru verse lola so start runnin
every possible tangent every little parralel outcome
every trivial choice you make in ya life creates a universe now son
throw up your parabox b-st-rd and chop destiny with a coin toss
this is no country for old men and i’m anton chigurs voice box
my indifference is amazing and i’m always laughing at the wrong times
and there’s that twitch i can’t control………………………………………
optical housing painted thouroughly brandishing samsom capillaries
bloodshot and glazed over stranger sh-t it happens on the daily
amazed i never played never have i ever with a quagmire of contestants
unless the kings cup was at center court but the memory stays persistant
dalied out in hollywood undead but i babble on
till i lose my head like jane mansfield driving strait into babylon
was patty hearst crazy when she kidnapped the lindburgh twins
or when my laughing man syndrome symptoms slowly start to begin
has that one child finally lost it when he folds his hands at night and keeps beggin’
for that one singularity bein a switchblade and 7

so again i ask you what is heaven

- gonzo 9000

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