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Frozen
Repetition is good
Repetition is good
Repetition is good
Repetition is good
Repetition is good

But I?m not an automaton
But I?m not an automaton

I?m not, I?m not
?Cause my shit get way hot
And for da lyrical slaughter
My shit get way hotter

You can?t bring me back
You can?t bring me back
You can?t bring me back

?Cause I am a free man
Not wearing all my clothes for the choice I chose
I can walk half-naked down sick city streets
Stared at by suits with two fold pleats

Dem stupid motherfuckas
Dem stupid motherfuckas
Dem stupid motherfuckas

I be comin? at ya straight, represent hardcore
Ya never should have let me get my mind in the door
For the needs of the many are greater den da needs of da few or da one
Don?t be surprised dat Star Trek taught me dat one son

?Cause we all love t.v.
?Cause we all love t.v.
?Cause we all love t.v.
?Cause we all love t.v.
?Cause we all love t.v.

But no star, no star, no not me
I am beginning to sound like technology
A balhed dread Rastafar ? I ? said
Get catch up in de wire now me brain run dead



I lost my humanity
I lost my humanity
I lost my humanity

I feel strapped down like I?m waiting for spring
Drop da needle, hit da switch
One dat kills as such
Gimmie plural epideral so it don?t hurt much

Speed, Speed
Speed, Speed
My generosity has been consumed by greed
I get one, you get none
1001011
I?m lost, I love it
But I have no love
I create hate
Shut down de interface
Quicken up da quicken pace
Long live da robotic race
We can fare da chill of space

We shall stand the test of time but fail to test ourselves
Placing our humanity up high on hidden shelves

There?s dust in da wires
I forgot what date my soul expires
Wake up my slumbering mentality
Inspiration come to me
Through touch, touch and typing
Man/machine hyping

Tk-tk-tk-tk-tk-tk-tk-tk-tk-tk-tk-tk-tk-tk-

A million eggs, a billion legs

Embedded in my brain
Embedded in my brain

Watch out for the power down
Blackened heart, skinless brown
It?s comin? out
It?s comin? on




Linear like a flatline
I am dat bug on da ceiling
My memory is reeling
Random access, random access
Dis life make me hard like a hard drive
I?m stressin? to strive

Repetition is good
Repetition is good
Repetition is good
Repetition is good
Repetition is good

But so is stopping
But so is stopping

But so is st ?
 
© wakefield brewster, 2001-09-27

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