Terrorist Lipgloss "Never Mind The Illuminati" (2010)

Produced by Randy Prozac

 

I Wish You Were All Dead

i don't care about the war
i'm going to the bestbuy store

i don't care about the earth
my goal in life is to give birth

i don't care about the poor
just make sure they stay in the sewer

i don't care about the facts
i'm busy chilling on xanax

i don't care about the police
i do what i'm told, they can do as they please

i don't care about the lies
i'm more concerned about my breast size

i don't care about thinking
i'd rather stay aboard a ship sinking

i don't care about starvation
check out the new playstation

i don't care about pollution
getting drunk is my solution

i don't care about the homeless
if you can't fit in you're fucking hopeless

 

You're Not Neutralized

unseen men with mechanical hands
operate your mind and your mouth
and what you call your thoughts
your opinion is the tentacle net
put there as the catching pool
they know that some will
slip through the cracks
see through the propaganda
but they thought ahead of you again
put placemen that you'd listen
who make sense to you
who talk your talk
and fill your skull full of jism
just take a look
see nothing's changed
still neutralized still talking
go protest til your egos jerked
played into their pocket
talk about what you'd like to do
how you'd kill them if you could
but at the end of the broadcast day
you're still playing with your would
talk about what you've done to stop it
like using money and eating food
you bought from where they stocked it
rant and rave to all your friends
criticize their lives
then go and pay your power bill
and tell me you're not neutralized

 

Carwash Sluts

do-it-yourself dispenser's spittin' hot soap
feelin' some bangin on the suction hose
coin-operated vacuum sucking hard
she's on her knees doing the detailing

giving her the interior deluxe
dryclean her liner as i polish and buff
thoroughly vacuuming her upholstery
shampoo hand washing her carpet
wiping her chassis with the big pink sponge
spraying everything around her in between

carwash sluts, carwash sluts
pressure wash both back and front
carwash sluts, carwash sluts
hot wax rinse her rocker panels
carwash sluts, carwash sluts
she grasps the wand firnly, turning it on
carwash sluts, carwash sluts
on top of the dryer, i'm your backseat driver

i presoak her with the foaming brush
first come first serve for the crevice clean
self service her tunnel wash with my nozzle
my rotating brushes motor below her hub
steaming the interior with my triple foam
on all fours for some rinse and repeat

carwash sluts, carwash sluts
pressure wash both back and front
carwash sluts, carwash sluts
hot wax rinse her rocker panels
carwash sluts, carwash sluts
she grasps the wand firnly, turning it on
carwash sluts, carwash sluts
on top of the dryer, i'm your backseat driver

 

Pimp Or Whore

you let the system enter their brain
then you play dumb when they go insane
you let the kid read the magazine
then wonder why they act so obscene

you're not a mind you're just a body
not unique just a carbon copy
all that matters is what you wore
so take your pick, pimp or whore

the system will brainwash your kids
they're surrounded by the systems grids
it's only function is to defile
the systems run by pedophile

you're not a mind you're just a body
not unique just a carbon copy
all that matters is what you wore
so take your pick, pimp or whore

give your kids more than they need
get them used to feeling greed
tell them that they are the best
so much better than all the rest

you're not a mind you're just a body
not unique just a carbon copy
all that matters is what you wore
so take your pick, pimp or whore

your 5 year old's a real looker
dressing up just like a hooker
but that's ok it's just the scene
i saw it on the tv screen

you're not a mind you're just a body
not unique just a carbon copy
all that matters is what you wore
so take your pick, pimp or whore

 

Circle The Block

i walk outside
into the beautiful morning
the cameras record me
in multiple resolution
the mechanical sentry
that monitors the block
notices my emotions
and i hear it's taser unlock
the invisible sphere
that hovers and reports
i see it's shadow near me
the blur of it distorts
the sensors in the streetlights
are reading my thoughts
i don't really mind
i have a permit for this walk
i take a few steps
and see the beings of steel
they function as police
float on magnets through the city
i avoid being close to them
their pulses mind erase
they become distracted by an object
that's out of place
i hear the birds chirping
but realize it's a speaker
it measures my direction
and transmits it to computer
i see another citizen
out for a morning walk
i wave to her
and the bigdogs circle the block
the fiberoptic filaments
embedded in the flowers
analyze my nervous system
to see if i'm a hazard
the artificial winds
deposit nanobots
i feel them crawling
through my skin into my thoughts
my walk is now over
as my mind becomes blank
my thoughts return to matters
more important like the bank

 

Love Me On The Rocks

i'm a laceration
and i am in damnation
and you'll feel the temptation
of my constant predation

it's a useless gyration
and i need sedation
cuz i feel the starvation

your perforation
is my liberation
there's no insulation
from my punctuation

my instigation
of your respiration
i'm your laceration
your assassination

the coagulation
of your mental lactation