To Be the Not {as far as bees are concerned}

Finding the bottom of the pot
As rushing between necessity permits
Babble on
Babble you glorious heads of beef
Sing every moment you have left
The Spring really needs to know
Your law is held in reserve for higher profits
Price per barrel; priceless
The cost of love
When you need to eat steak
Or gnaw off your arm

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Especially for the Children and Animals of the Future

#1 Lord, please send protection against the deceptive fingers gripping this world a stranglehold all surfaces are corrupted either by chemical castration or our mutating organic nature please lift the masking from the vision of the filters from the cosmic reality that is actual dirt has become a shield electrons scream Alien DNA comes in copyright plastic wrap murder hornets and exploding populations of ticks screaming across every nook and cranny of our buttery goodness quaint Polaroid memories Mad, mad, mad cow disease exactly because America is so very awesome how can a country built on your name be systematically racist? Answer: it can't! Man can! There is no good man There is only man Humankind We run The tables We pop pop pop we compete against one another to our very last breath Every once in a while one jumps up...

Play Your ElectroMuse Clip

Lingering Over the strings The tree streams Butterfly wing beats Glitched out pnmemonics Flood hydraulic streets "Hey, man! You should post a tutorial On how to be a human." Or something justfiably arcane Ah,... The vibes On the opening of 'Three Little Words' Do you remember? The experiment Where we installed non-standardized Object into a standardized slot? The monkies lost their minds The lab rats we're in disarray The code bugs couldn't find a pattern complete and utter chaos! And still the protesters protested The bureaucrats hid beneath mountainous Avalanches of bureaucracy Lawmakers over-played their hand All the oil barons went bankrupt The Magi approach With a perfectly constructed bassline Before Finally Exit-ing From an alternative port of departure

Get Me to the World on Time

One grain falls in slow motion One teardrop explodes with the force of Armageddon We wait With breath imprisoned Our lives flashing before our eyes We wait As spectators do Watching familiar specters Etched into celluloid Performing super human feats In front of a camera lens With nary care or conviction Before the shot goes to post Before the render farms grab hold Before the animators & colorists The Foley guys... Who will type up the credits For your masterpiece? From the very beginning The first jot of a note Which birthed this spectacle Was written before your birth ... not that you don't possess freewill..., Epic battles have waged & left landscapes lying ragged On the floor Like a crumpled chrysalis For the fact that men will wage war Over ideas & power Or another attempting to force Either of these upon the other They are lovers of themselves & ringing the bells of hell Do not go gently Into that long, dark night Why sho...

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