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Humans
05:00
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Bipedal
Omnivorous
Got a hunger
No stopping us
From the treetops to the great plains
From the great plains to the caves
Living through the dark days of the ice age
To the birth of the modern age
From the fireside to the neon light
From the fist fight to the firefight
To the billboards and the high rise
and the smart phones and the cheap flights
We’re the apes with the finest minds
And fingers and thumbs and feet
We’re the latest in a long line
Fine specimens of a fine breed
We got the biggest brains, we got the biggest brains
Top of the food chain babe
Top of the world
Cos it was there for the taking
So we’re taking it all
We’re so highly evolved
We’re take take taking it all
From the lambchop to the pork pie
From the pork chop to the rib eye
And a sausage roll and a burger in a bun now
eating meat by the metric tonne (now)
But we never wield the knife
Too highly evolved to take life
You know we’d never hurt a fly
Goddammit we’re civilised
It comes shrink wrapped, clean in a pack
No blood no fur no fat
No cry no pity no pain
No backbone
No brain
CHORUS
From the Nike to the Rolex
From the Gucci to the goretex
Cos you’re worth it, and you’ve earned it
You’re a star now, you deserve it
From the strip mine, to the strip mall
From the sweat shop to the chain store
Every new model, gotta own it
And the landfill will never hold it, no
It’s got a liquid crystal screen
HD and crystal clear
Pay it back on a twelve month plan
Upgrade in about a year.
The fittest
The finest
The strongest
Survivors
The reckless
The mindless
The blindest leading the blind
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Well he works to find redemption,
He gets to god by getting things done,
He never takes a holiday, he thinks it’s irresponsible
to waste his time on having fun.
He’s going nowhere, but he’s getting there fast
But he’s at the end of his tether,
He’s tugging at the chain,
He’s trying so hard, to keep it together
that he’s gonna make a big mistake
Yeah, he’s going nowhere, but he’s getting there fast
Well he’s fooling himself, but he’s not fooling us
And with a dose of compassion and a tablet of trust
perhaps we can innoculate him to this lust,
for nothing in the shape of everything...
A woah ho ho.
She’s looking for connection
She wants to find something real.
She’s got a thousand pairs of shoes, but she’s still got the blues
and all she knows is that she feels
like she’s going nowhere, but she’s getting there fast
She’s gonna hit all of the targets,
she’s been training for all her life,
but they’ve lost all their meaning, so it’s kind of demeaning:
that’s the sharp side of the knife
She’s going nowhere, but she’s getting there fast.
Well she’s fooling herself, but she’s not fooling us
and with a slice of compassion and a teaspoon of trust
perhaps we can convince her to discard this lust
for nothing in the shape of everything....
A woah ho ho
Well they’re mortgaged to the eyeballs
They’re leveraged to the neck
They’re running from the teeth of this monster they’ve created
that they can’t seem to keep in check
Yeah they’re going nowhere, but they’re getting there fast.
Well we’re fooling ourselves, ‘cause these people are us!
But with a world of compassion, and an ocean of trust,
We might even convince ourselves to lose this ridiculous lust,
for nothing in the shape of everything....
A woah ho ho
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Boredom Is A Weapon
04:53
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These days
I’m getting flashes of a righteous rage
Then as suddenly, it goes away
The minute that I scroll down the page
These days
I’m a slack-jawed quivering mass
Of videos and multiple tabs
Skim-reading my facebook feed
And I know the world is hurting
And I’ve got a feeling that the medicine’s not working
But I’m a fat lab rat in a box
Found a way to make the pellets drop
And I keep on pressing and I can’t stop.
Cos we don’t need no teargas
Cos boredom is a weapon, is a weapon
And we don’t need no gulags
Cos boredom is a weapon, is a weapon
We don’t need no teargas
Cos boredom is a weapon and they got me
You guys go on without me.
These days
I got voodoo in my TV
And in my mobile phone
Not knowing gets easier
With every new unknown
And when I said I read the terms and conditions
It was a bare-faced lie
Each and every time.
We outsource our labour to the sweat shops
Outsource our thinking to the think tanks
Outsource our questions to the Murdochs
And I’m trying to find another way
But it’s all so boring
And a thousand memes are calling.
These days
We need a better villain
More sinister, more reptilian
Less measured and beige
Because the tedium is rising
And it’s covering the gravest sins
In a fog of buzzwords and acronyms
Private finance initiative, clinical commissioning, quantitative easing, something something competition and/or innovation
something something freedom
Libor, sub-prime, bail out, triple dip,
deficit reduction, rescue packages
Atos, Cerco, Halliburton, BP
what if apathy’s a commodity?
Move on!
If the lie is big enough
The people will believe it
But if the words are long enough
Then nobody will read it.
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The Market Dance
03:44
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From the FTSE to the Nikei
From the Congo to the USA
We’re all different colours but the
song’s the same
We had a cold war
And a few hot
But we now know
What we knew not:
There can be no freedom baby
If there’s no free trade
So welcome to the end of history
There ain’t no taming liberty
People and markets wanna be free
And there ain’t no turning back
So woah-oh let the capital flow
Keep it laissez faire let it go
And where the market leads, let the people follow.
Lay lay la lay lay
Without the moves you got no chance
Lay lay la lay lay
You gotta do the market dance.
So let me see you move
(deregulate!)
Let me see you slide
(and privatise)
Do the Reagan rock
do the Pinochet roll
Let me see you move
(small government rules)
Now step to the right
(and another to the right)
And when the people wonder why
gotta let them know:
What’s good for the City is good for the land
A little austerity is good for the soul
it’s fundamentally fair, fundamentally right
it’s inevitable
So oh oh let the capital flow
Keep it laissez faire let it go
And where the market leads,
Let the people follow.
Lay lay la lay lay
Without the moves you got no chance
Lay lay la lay lay
You gotta do the market dance.
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