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Roy Harper, The Monster.




Now there's no one left to vote for
And there's very rarely been
Any voices of the people
Who are not of the machine

Of the giant public monster
eating survivors at the scene
Swearing blind it never saw one
Hiding the bones that everyone sees

And everybody knows
That the monster goes insane

The revolution's always over
The apocalypse is now
All hands are on the keyboard
Hardly any on the plough

The new government's the old one
Same old handbag at the helm
Lapsing back into religion
Letting the voices overwhelm

While everybody knows
That everybody goes insane

It got so crazy on the frontline
Manning barricades to wait
On the motherboards of freedom
For the hordes of solid state

But that was Long before the menu
Would have a problem with the date
As the mice became the men
Far too late, far too late

Now that everybody knows
That everybody goes insane

As the Monster leaks
From the tip of my tongue
Before he speaks
Right after he's rung (wrong?)

My church is now down in the dungeon
Through the fourteenth corridor
Virtual walls and somersaulting (can't quite tell what is said in this line)
Through the electronic horror (hall?)

We're at the level of playstation
Where the rich become the poor
Down on bended knees they're praying
For much more, for so much more ...

Cos everybody knows
That everybody goes insane

Now that there's no one left to vote for
Only fools to vote against
All the refugees surrender
The perimeter's been fenced

Six billion dreamers are all banged up
By the sacrement of dough
Parasites of the great religion
Of the W.T.O

Where everybody knows
That everybody goes insane

When a Monster speaks
From the tip of the tongue
Before he speaks
Right after he's rung (wrong?)

So I must now give up the memory
Of all ideas of freedoms gone
Be as silent as I'm angry
About my trip through babylon

View the building of the fireball
With the psyche of the snake
Make my killing every lunchtime
And sleep it off till I'm awake

Untill everybody knows
That everybody goes insane
Till everybody knows
That everybody goes insane

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rl3FstCc_OY

Music for...

Once your friends get threatened in a Parisian false flag, the tone of your art changes.





twinkly fingers to Jason and Michelle who are beyond hope.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aS9pBUllg6E

until this fucking prick shows up on the anniversary of my dynasty's assassination, which I consider to be in very poor form.



Counting Coup works both ways.