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i´m fed up with the smiling faces wanted to sell us their nonsense, too expensive garbage and then telling us we live in a great world full of perfect and progressive things... will our kids survive the next decades?
will the human-race survive the human-race?
will the human-race survive the human-race?
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(don´t forget to clean your car
don´t forget clean your garden
don´t forget to stay clean all the time
be friendly
be nice
smile...)
there is a very cruel machine here in this world
we got to feed this hungry beast although it hurts
we can´t escape that running system ´though we see
there are a lot of tricky failures make us bleed
and the first one was that creepy human seed...
there was a monkey with a bone in his hands
catched the fire, invent guns and then he ran
to invent a saviour and a mystery higher law
something higher than the guns he had so far
something higher than the guns he had so far
something higher than the guns he had so far...
invent a brave new world for us so we can smile
while entertainment hides environmental dying
invent a food machine that makes our children fat
invent some prozac and tv so we forget
there are dolphins suffocated on the beach
there´s an ice-bear eats the radioactive meat
there´s a monkey in the jungle raise a tear
while some humans clear his forest coming near...
and there are children starving far away from you
all your money will not help them, that´s the clou
no we can´t escape the system we live in
see we´re the slaves of our own and that´s the sin
"we are the slaves of our own" - that makes me grin...
and soon we´ll fly up to the stars and settle down (somewhere...)
and waste another brandnew planet call our own
and i bet we´ll do the same mistakes again
and when this time has come - you can sing this song again
my human friend...
(i´ll make it easy for you - i´ll give you a melody...)
listen...
(uuhhh... smooth darkness... PUT THE LIGHTS ON! ELECTRICITY...)
don´t forget clean your garden
don´t forget to stay clean all the time
be friendly
be nice
smile...)
there is a very cruel machine here in this world
we got to feed this hungry beast although it hurts
we can´t escape that running system ´though we see
there are a lot of tricky failures make us bleed
and the first one was that creepy human seed...
there was a monkey with a bone in his hands
catched the fire, invent guns and then he ran
to invent a saviour and a mystery higher law
something higher than the guns he had so far
something higher than the guns he had so far
something higher than the guns he had so far...
invent a brave new world for us so we can smile
while entertainment hides environmental dying
invent a food machine that makes our children fat
invent some prozac and tv so we forget
there are dolphins suffocated on the beach
there´s an ice-bear eats the radioactive meat
there´s a monkey in the jungle raise a tear
while some humans clear his forest coming near...
and there are children starving far away from you
all your money will not help them, that´s the clou
no we can´t escape the system we live in
see we´re the slaves of our own and that´s the sin
"we are the slaves of our own" - that makes me grin...
and soon we´ll fly up to the stars and settle down (somewhere...)
and waste another brandnew planet call our own
and i bet we´ll do the same mistakes again
and when this time has come - you can sing this song again
my human friend...
(i´ll make it easy for you - i´ll give you a melody...)
listen...
(uuhhh... smooth darkness... PUT THE LIGHTS ON! ELECTRICITY...)
Bob6stringer
I usually don't relate to electro-noise but this is electro-art. Not to mention the spiffy Photoshopping spree you went on -- work, buy, consumer, die. Conceptually and in sonically you've done a great barrage collage here. You've chopped us up in a kind of retro manner. (I get the "brave new" reference.) You're feeding us not to the Internet ether but into the jaws of mechanistic dystopia. Very Terminator. In this future, I'm seeing a robotic Liberace singing Sonny & Cher's "The Beat Goes On" to this groove as a cyberjacked Trent Reznor brain in a jar provides the sonic landscape. But your version is quite serviceable until that time!