(sn) separate nations - turahtan lyrics
(sn) separate nations
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the tower of babel
… the languages was confused in ancient times. in our
time people of the same language don’t understand one another
time of your generation is coming. you will not understand even
yourself…
under the sand
at long last i say i’ve built my house with the sand
how strong it is, this was reported on demand
with the main side wall and length of more then sixty feet
very good straw roof is as a yellow hat for it…
safe on the rest of my life
safe on the rest of my life
at long last i say i’ve built my house with the sand
how strong it is, this was reported on demand
plastic film for windows and some paper for the floor
corrugated board is so useful for the door…
safe on the rest of my life
safe on the rest of my life
shut up!
my dear doctor you know i’m right
i feel two colours, yellow and white
yellow for flowers, white for the sky
for diagnostic clear green line…
you understand on your medical master degree!
shut up!
i know a painter, canvas and dust
all what i say is the true to the last
live just for waiting, each scanty day
for dirty painting, bl–dy and gray!
say to be clear enough for your scientific brains?
shut up!
career builders, sharpening t–th
avid skull crackers and humanists…
after blood sucking overnight
honestly argue on human rights
tell me my doctor if you agree here and now?
shut up!
they are, but not me, i’m not a beast
my dear doctor, psychiatrist…
playing card swindlers, stock market pools
ministers, parties, villains and fools…
what do you think, this is really ever the same?
shut up!
zoo freedom
my sweet cage i like you, metal bars are so nice
and i’m feeling happy here in my zoo
n0body can enter, no one is coming
i’m controlling fully all the things i do
only special servants visiting us daily
just for cages cleaning and supply the food
all my happy neighbours are also grateful
everything about ever to the good
here is one person holding all around
he is very famous, great and proud boss
cages he likes to leave in so wide and sp-cious
full of gold and silver, highest priceless costs
evil beasts are talking that the boss is greedy
wicked stupid n-n-s and his face is dim
every time i wonder why he is not coming
he is not in danger i will not eat him
12 eaters
earlier in the morning five o’clock i’m walking
to lift up the iron harrow to my shoulders
then full day my arable here when i’m working
hard to feed twelve eaters from monday to sunday
we are clever people, famous money makers
important and proud law and paper bakers!
governments and lawyers, officers, electors
parliaments, committees, bankers, tax collectors!
panic on regent street
closed bank on regent street
helpless crowds on hundreds feet
tin of useless bankomats
carrying banner rubbish add
daily nightmare, evening dream
dying sunlight sliding beam
newsprint promises, bulk spamming
chaos coming, chaos coming
gravitation pressing more
broken gl-sses empty store
sadden dump of traffic sound
sand clock’s turn to push last count
politicians splashing stars
heavy fire flying sparks
grey priest quick to cut last amen
chaos coming, chaos coming
main engine failure
new craft are so safe, no risk, no risk
all are up to day on technology
reflecting the sun all meant nickel parts
long luxury run, never crash, never crash
the pleasure of nice flight…
the pleasure of nice flight…
main engine failure, failure, failure
broken pistons, bearings, clamps…
hating this fatal year, fatal year, fatal year
hating the fatal year brace for collapse!
seems today the craft, the earth, all the things are running wrong
seeking wisdom all around but the madness so strong
coming crisis and the war, fashion suits, honest eyes
politicians cover costs just by other people lifes
summits, presidents, shaking hands, cut the map
if one criminal easy enter high club
long flight, mother-earth, good will, native soil
men sell out souls. bl–dy money, black oil
the fears of risk flight…
the fears of risk flight…
tomorrow
you can say, by the way, this is clear today
that the better day will be tomorrow
morning, sunrise, new day, and again, and again…
in the morning you don’t feel sorrow
plastic gl-ss song
i’m plastic man
and i have no face
only a mask
by synthetical race
i’m piece of lamber
and you are the same
i’ve got my number
this is my name
all my poor thoughts
on storage under locks
by politicians of
bark tv-box
my brain in washing
drained out to cracks
my full income
is converted to tax
we, plastic gl-sses, we run billion
m-ssive and faceless on bulk moving on
and that’s the same if we’re out or in
on a brain meter stamping machine
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