Terrorist Lipgloss "Systems Failure" (2011)

Produced by Randy Prozac

 

By Knife And Fork

plastic lives and laminated eyes
shovel it down our throat
novocain brain and lies unseen
stay in the crib watch the tv screen

you deserve a break today
tuck that broken tail away
snap crackle pop goes the dead brain cell
all the money is a black magic spell

repetition repetition war war war
the god they trust is the roman whore
better shut up, better watch yourself
orange julius machine ain't gonna clean itself

videogame your ocd brain
believe believe you're all insane
and when they start another war
you'll back them up because you're their whore

controlled institutionalized existence
numeric indexing systems
fake natural disasters
no more slaves let's kill the master

drunken retards stumbling out of bars
all movement tracked down on all fours
inside your head it's just a blur
believe the lies then start the war

in the valley of the jolly ho ho ho
children died while you watch the game show
what's the longest you've gone without food?
commercial break during family feud?

the voice of big brother tells you your world view
for all you do this blood's for you
the tv set is your inward eye
your entire perception is a total lie

cornered by the octopus
poison crawling through your guts
went straight through blood brain barrier
killed the poor with the aircraft carrier

spent your life in a hypno-trance
primordial man was more advanced
and when they start another war
you'll back them up because you're their whore

controlled institutionalized existence
numeric indexing systems
fake natural disasters
no more slaves let's kill the master

drunken retards stumbling out of bars
all movement tracked down on all fours
inside your head it's just a blur
believe the lies then start the war

 

End Of Your Fucking World

talking to you is a waste of my time
another slug in the human slime
don't understand anything at all
just go shop at the fuckin' mall

the world's gonna die
while i try to get between your thighs
another slave in the grid
another grave onto which i spit

fuck you and fuck your life
go be fuckin' unaware
no one cares what you think at all
i'd rather talk to an animal

why try to live
when you're already dead
why tell the truth
when your head is full of lead
you're bought and owned
like the ringtone on your cellphone
doesn't matter anymore
all people are the systems whores

it's the end, it's the end
of your fucking world
good riddance to your roman scourge

wave goodbye, wave goodbye
to this worthless world
i won't miss you and your fucking lies

 

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

 

Death Is Cold

that machine is back
swallowing those souls
corroding through the skulls
can you hear that sound?

no one remains to fight
too weak or just dead
home theatres
filled with corpses

death is cold
death is cold
death is cold
death is cold

 

Disposable You

hey 49, you'll soon be dead
hey 37, you'll soon be dead
hey 19, you'll soon be dead
hey 54, you'll soon be dead
hey 42, you'll soon be dead
hey 27, you'll soon be dead
hey 23, you'll soon be dead
hey 17, you'll soon be dead
hey 21, you'll soon be dead
hey 38, you'll soon be dead
hey 33, you'll soon be dead
hey 56, you'll soon be dead
hey 26, you'll soon be dead
hey 45, you'll soon be dead
hey 36, you'll soon be dead
hey 22, you'll soon be dead

 

We Are All Neutralized

you say you're not a sheep
but you have a job
and even if you don't
you still heard this song

you talk about the sheep
but you're one too
and so are we all
cuz nothing's what we do

talk and judge and swallow lies
we believe without the facts
about illuminati bullshit
and conspiracy fucking crap

you think your mind is open
but the same as what you hate
you think you are enlightened
but you're just another flake

in what was do you disobey
that will take away their power?

obey gives them power
disobey gives them power

you are a neutralized clown

you woke up?
go back to sleep

we are all neutralized
we are all neutralized
we are all neutralized

 

The Wires Between Us

go away, leave me under the ground
stick the needle in my neck and put me down
rip out the wires, turn out the lights
alone with the silence of the endless nights

the little black hearts don't mean nothing no more
i close my eyes and i slam the door
i don't wanna see your blinding light
in the dark when i feel the noose go tight

we are just ghosts from another time
and how i feel it isn't a crime
but there's no place for us to be
there's no you and there's no me

there's no place for us to be
there's no you and there's no me

there's no place for us to be
there's no you and there's no me

 

Systems Failure

thank you for your service to the system
now that you're a senior, we don't need ya
we drained your body through meaningless toil
and soon we'll plant you in the soil
your kids don't care they're too busy
the pills you're on make you dizzy
you can barely make it to the grocery store
on you the system closed it's door
maybe if you're lucky you'll get put in a home
where lots of you sit together alone
no one comes to see you now
you're the systems trash, a gluefarm cow
let's just keep you out of sight
sit in the corner, you'll be alright
you should be proud, you gave it all
before the faceless machine you did crawl
the system doesn't care about you
for all your work here's your payback
sit by the window and wait to die
feel too tired to even cry
i know it hurts to be forgotten
what did you expect from a society rotten