Social disorder by John Pallister (highly illogical behavior txt) π
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The culture is indifferent,
The declassification of segregation,
Individual clusters of originality,
A break away from metropolitan views,
A coming together of like minded souls, While celebrating the core values of humanity,
Vibrations, spirituality and creation of beautiful creativity,
A rise and fall of a capitalist regime,
Returning to basics of nature, In tune and free to follow source.
the buskerThe corner of the streets on warmly nights
Beyond the barricade of police and fights,
A man sings busking in the noise of pollution,
A couple of coins dropped but heβs got the solution,
Smoking a poorly rolled up cigarette,
His posture and intent is set,
Smiling peacefully his words and music inspires This mismatch of drunks and liars,...
As the police brutality slip away,
And the man begins to play,
The ambience of love spirals through the smoke rings of soul,
The words so peacefully spoke float into the hearts of all good men.
Distrust
Wake up, wake up get out of bed
Are you brain dead,
Or do you wanna do something else instead,
The goverment is corrupt,
And doesn't give a fuck,
They tax the poor tax the rich,
And isn't it a bitch
That the rich don't pay
And the poor can't anyway,
We're part of the mometary system,
They say your free,
But in short it's slavery,
They don't like creativity
And like to control reality,
The way we're meant to be,
Tv shows telling you to be a superstar,
Drive a fast car,
But you'll fall from grace,
What a waste,
Work 9 to 5
Just to be alive,
Sending us to war
What the hell for,
There's blood on the street
People you meet,
A civil unrest,
You're the guinea pig part of the test,
Free thinking is a crime
And from time to time
They monitor our expression
And control our depression.
problematic romantic
(verse)
When i was young i had to conform,
Now i'm awake and free,
Lyrics and songs expression of poetry,
Forgotten on the scarp heap of life,
Work and find a wife,
I don't need that life,
Listen to the man in the suit
False priorties and bullshit ways,
All that makes sense is the punk in me,
And the way society shouldn't be.
(chorus)
I'm romantic and problamatic
I'm sane and sick,
But the beauty is i can use my wit.
(repeat)
(verse)
I can't be put down like a lost dog,
For refusing to be a cog
In a system of repression,
Stuck in melchonic depression
(chorus)
(verse)
who cares about an id,
Who cares abut their universal reality,
I serve no one and no one serves me,
I create my own individuaility
For this the anger coming through,
Self destruction right on cue
(chorus)
(verse)
They don't know you at all,
You're intellect your intelligence wasted,
Knowing that once you've tasted-
The other side
You control the tide,
Staring out the window at school,
I was never cool,
Never wanted to follow the pack
Or after work meaningless and get the sack,
I drifited into oblivion and obscurity
And the line that saved me was poetry
karmic harmology
(rap)
Dirty vibes on the street,
Paranoia the people you meet,
Argue over the paper note,
While you're having a smoke,
Coperations ripping you off for a bag of chips,
Mc lyricists letting it rip,
Talk about freedom, talk about pain,
From where i'm standin it's all the same,
And....
I'm insane,
I'm not the one working minimum wage,
Stuck in the momentary system for a day and age,
I'm expressing words a powerful tool,
While leaders mess up like an uncharsmatic fool,
On the bread line they squeeze the poor,
So the fat cats make more,
Demorilse the sick and lower class
We want equality is that to much to ask,
While you're chasing dreams
Not stopping to wonder what it means,
there's global domination,
Messing with creation,
Power control a paraniod state,
Segregation disharmoney inability to relate,
We should be united in nature,
Not arguing bout our creator,
Soul vibes peace and love,
its what we need thats enough,
brothers sisters together we unite,
feel free no need o fight,
We all hold the key,
To karmic harmology
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Publication Date: 06-07-2013
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