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No Substance

Hear It
Shades Of Truth
All Fantastic Images
The Biggest Killer In American History
No Substance
Raise Your Voice!
Sowing The Seeds Of Utopia
The Hippy Killers
The State Of End Of The Millennium Address
The Voracious March Of Godliness
Mediocre Minds
Victims Of The Revolution
Strange Denial
At The Mercy Of Imbeciles
The Same Person
In So Many Ways

Hear It

 

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
Ah ah ah ah (x4)

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

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 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, 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
Shades of truth
(x2) You don't know I'm alright
(Shades of truth) (x2)
(You don't know)
You don't know I'm alright
You don't know that I'm alright
You don't know I'm alright
(Shades of truth)
I'm the shades of truth
(Shades of truth)
(x2) You don't know I'm alright
(Shades of truth) (x2)

All Fantastic Images

England
Seemed like 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 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

All fantastic images

The Biggest Killer In American History

K, k, k, killer

K, k, k, killer

You have got your stranglers and prowlers in soft shoes
Furniture makers and 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
(x3) The biggest
Killer in American history (x3)
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 cause it's time to fight the biggest
Killer in American history
(x7) The biggest
Killer in American history (x7)
And God shed his grace on thee

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
There's no substance

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
(x4) There's no substance
(No substance, no substance) (x4)

Raise Your Voice!

I think this is a song we could redo in every language of every country we go to

(x4) Fa fa fafa
Fa fa fafa
Raise your voice (x4)

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

(x4) Fa fa fafa
Fa fa fafa
Raise your voice (x4)

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

(x6) Fa fa fafa
Fa fa fafa
Raise your voice (x6)
(x2)(Raise your voice)
Fa fa fafa
Fa fa fafa
Raise your voice (x2)
(Raise your voice)
Fa fa fafa
(Raise your voice)
Fa fa fafa
(Raise your voice)
Raise your voice
(Raise your voice) (x2)
Fa fa fafa
(Raise your voice)
Fa fa fafa
(Raise your voice)
Raise your voice

Sowing The Seeds Of Utopia

We all know
Politicians only go
Just halfway there (x2)
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 round
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? (x2)
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
Ah

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 (x4)

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 (x4)

(The hippy killers, hippy killers, hippy killers) (x7)

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 (x4)

The State Of 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 in 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

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
Oho
The voracious march of godliness makes us all the same anyway
All the same
Ah ahahah ahahah

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
Oho
The voracious march of godliness
Will get us close to heaven one day
Some day
Ah ahahah ahahah

The voracious march of godliness (x6)
The voracious march of godliness makes us all the same anyway
All the same
Ah ahahah ahahah

Mediocre Minds

Look around the country and 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

Ah ah ah
They wanna keep me locked away
Ah ah ah
Cause 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 (x2)

Victims Of The Revolution

Hey Hey

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

Hey Hey

hen 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 overture of regret
With no one to deter
Pathetically unsure
Forgetting who they were

Ah ah ahahah
Ah ah ahahahahah (x2)
Ah ah ahahah
Just maternal residue
And I was there too
And maybe so were you

(x3)Hey

Hey (x3)

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
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
(Ohohoho)

And no one is helping me
It's a strange denial

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
Then you're at the mercy of imbeciles
Imbeciles (x3)

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
(x2) We're not the
Same person (x2)
Don't even wanna know
Wohohohohoh

Don't need no good advice
Nor shoddy merchandise
I'm the suspect device
Beaten down
Unable to strike
(x2) We're not the
Same person (x2)
Don't really wanna know
Wohohohohoh

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 asked from us in the end?

Ohoh
We watch the days go by
Compete
And then we die
So few ever ask why
But so many just abuse the design
(x2) We're not the
Same person (x2)
Don't even wanna know
Wohohohohoh

(x2) We're not the
Same person (x2)
(We're not the same)
Don't even wanna know
(Same person)
Wohohohohoh

In So Many Ways

Uhuh (x2)

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
All (x2)

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
High (x2)

Ah ah ah
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 (x2)

Uhuhuh (x2)

Something in you's busy
Counting days
Catapulting you
Through the haze
Blind to virtuosity, ignorant of your sanctity, revealing you
In so many ways
Hey (x2)

Eh eh eh
In so many ways we live to follow the sun
In so many ways we tend to rise 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 (x2)

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
Oh, in so many ways we show our pain in unison
Unison (x2)
(Uni, uni, uni, unison)