Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

no life your own
a victim of the state
perform as is expected
or as if refuse
we shall find another
oh yes we are communal
lest we compare

who is your superior
who gives them the nomenclature
have they lived in my shoes
is the whole really better if i am standardized
can a nation build upon blocks worn smooth by
lack of originality
familyless children within the machine of gold medal
making beg you to change how you do things
you do not shine if the winners are all broken
organic apparati moving through the phases
zombies if you will
are not role models

opinion null and void
bow to your superiors
scraped knee cry
rain upon your head
hide from your mother
fear that which gave you birth
man made reality
why wonder why insanity
runs rampant
you know not what you are
cry

who is free
when all land is owned
and your taxed upon death
you best open your eyes
and notice
that park was not placed there
for your benefit
welcome to friendly slavery
just know your kids will be born unto it
does this government enjoy the individual
or does it fullfill the illusion that
mediocrity is fine as long as you do as
all good boys and girls do
and suck the cock they are giving you
then go to church on sunday
to beg your forgiveness
i can only hope for the weapon shops of isher
mr. hedrock where are you

we don't need no stinking freedom
what we need are personal sized nuclear weapons
when everyone has a fifty megaton nuke hanging on their belt
then we will be truly free
of this disease called man

I been off my meds lately, can you tell?

welcome to the monkey house
we are the first mammal to wear pants
is it good is it bad
either way we love to rape our surroundings
god given or god complex
who decides