Gloomy working days
bright TV nights
There's a world ahead
We can all see its lights
And the road there starts
on the other side
of the screen where life is
endless Mercedes rides
Who opened the door for the democrator?
and how come he let in the market-conquistadors?
Why is he acting as if he has something to hide?
The privilege of the stupid is to be taken for a ride.
So we smashed the screen
but it all went black
We tore down that wall
and we all were sacked
The fruits of KDW
we were too small to reach
The only thing we got
was freedom of speech
Who opened the door for the democrator?
and how come he let in the market-conquistadors?
Why is he acting as if he has something to hide?
The privilege of the stupid is to be taken for a ride.
HAPPY EVER AFTER IN DEUTSCHNEYLAND
HAPPY EVER AFTER IN DEUTSCHNEYLAND
HAPPY EVER AFTER IN DEUTSCHNEYLAND
(repeat)
I am the speaker
I am nothing but the speaker
I follow my kin
Logic kills by purity
This is the truth
as reduced to pecking order
Who's my neighbour
Cleanliness is in demand
Force in an easterly defection - NOW
Mating little despot's machinations
Cause for unnatural selection
Otherness oblation - NOW
Arbitrator
as we distribute our logic
I lead my kin
Ethno-surgery requires
an equal pound
from the rotting flesh of nations
Who's your neighbour?
now become what I have been
Force in an easterly defection - NOW
Mating little despot's machinations
Cause for unnatural selection
Otherness oblation - NOW
Peace
Wealth
Growth
Progress
How many poor do we need to prosper?
How much starvation to make GNP rise?
Why are we sliding into hell when they are pointing at heaven?
Let Europe recollect what must be done with bourgeois lies:
Peace
Growth
Wealth
Profit
War
War
Crisis, war, reconstruction
Crisis, war, reconstruction
To keep on climbing you have to fall to the ground
Growth not wealth brings the world to go round
Rule demon over supplier
More ravenous extraction
Your indigence our surfeit
Tool - scoffing democration
CLAWS
All over the world the carcasses of cultures drowned in civilization
Crawl over the world our cheap seductive virulent commodification
Lords of secular commandment
Their tyrants our contractors
Heir - mortgage all improvement
Force - assets turned to outlet
CLAWS
All over the world our godly politics of friendly intervention
Crawl over the world our avid kindness and exorbitant pretensions
All our self-development and counterpolar under-education
All our cardio-vascular expenditure for their infectious deprivation
Scenes from the cycle of life and of death under God
Some of your sons bleed
some of us burn
You make us and we make you
This is what we get in return
Master, the power we yielded is fading away
The bunker's dug deep but they've been knocking a million times
I formed your fire into an all-embracing light
When dawn breaks I will come with you into the night
Scenes from the cycle of life and of death under God
Some of your sons bleed
some of us burn
You use us and we use you
We only live to learn
(Repeat)
Some of your sons bleed
some of us burn
You make us and we make you
This is what we get in return
Sounds of laughter - pandemonic
Panic isthmus - sinking vessel
Vestal maggots - Mackie messrs.
Mesmerizing - claustrophonic
Seething untenable marriage
worship refurled - Caster
Shadowless tortuous ferriage
from fancy to world - Caster
CASTER
CASTER
Misfortune
unfolds
I think your mettle
will lose its hold
This carnage
now best denied
No former masters
Morticide
The worms of God
The worms of God
We've torn away your spear, God
This is the sacrament to show it
It's the bread of liberation
and the wine of celebration
In the gloom of gluttony, lust takes its toll
Its hold is stronger than of the gods of old
The worms of God
The worms of God
The worms
Seven road blocks
Prom tonight
Polka mini
Obscurity defenestration
Old fame reclaimed
for straighter roads and rule by force
New age of rage
of bias and uncivil wars
Now it always starts from the bottom when it comes to boil
and our history always runs upon the foil
And we always wish that the future shall be born without pain
but everybody wants to drive our train
In the gutter we can settle the score
but you don't know whom you settle it for
All around you is the enemy you dread
and your vision is a map of your head
A million toad halls
The table's set
Marble cake
the princess on the pea is raging
Old fame reclaimed
for straighter roads and rule by force
New age of rage
of bias and uncivil wars
Are you covered? Are you under this stone?
Can I call you? Can I see you alone?
Will you show up? Is it your place or mine?
Undercurrent of the nation's decline
A whole world
A whole world
If a cause is false it's at least a cause
The faith in a lord is its own reward in a whole world
And in the corner of my eye I see the plains of Waco
I can see Jones in the jungle and youth marching in Berlin
I can see truth resurrected by lies and by force
I see a thousand new heroes waging a thousand new wars
I see belief in conspiracies, some of old and some are new
Making order out of chaos, but then the blood is coming through
and the vision is blurred and the screams are consumed
by roaring skies and the world is entombed
A whole world
A whole world
If a cause is false it's at least a cause
The faith in a master is its own reward in a whole world
A whole world
A whole world
It's the blood of our youth that must be sacrificed
so that the evil of freedom can be exorcised
Thursday morning at 7 a.m.
a young boy found dead in a garbage can
When apprehended the police asked why
"God told me to" was my reply
Voluntary manslaughter
Killing in the heat of passion
by another's command
Killing for God
In my room a dog lies dead
a crucifix pounded through his head
I hung him high to drain his blood
God told me that I should
Voluntary manslaughter
Killing in the heat of passion
by another's command
Killing for God
Pieces of granma litters the den
God please don't let me kill again
please don't whisper to me no more
another will fight the holy war
Voluntary manslaughter
Killing in the heat of passion
by another's command
Killing for God
God told me to
God told me to
God told me to
so it must be right
The original song is from:
Dr Know: Plug-In Jesus
Ghetto-Way Records GTO MINI LP 3301
Recorded Feb 1984 in Hollywood, CA
© Doug Moody Productions 1984
Unlike Deutschneyland after dark
here is science without failure
Non-existent species in Cretaceous Park
a freer market meticulously tailored
We need night observation devices
We need new methods to set the prices
We need means to handle incorporate thugs
We need a name for every bug
We're host to parasitic inorganic tissue
so oil prospecting is not the issue
There's inexhaustible competition
with footmen at home with foreign missions
But their halos crumbles under the weight
of their private real estates
We've got artificial stupidity
now what could be done about exergy?
Well, in Deutschneyland after dark
there is science without failure
Non-existent species in Cretaceous Park
a freer market meticulously tailored
We need night observation devices
We need new methods to set the prices
We need means to handle incorporate thugs
We need a name for every bug
House man built
House man built
This house was built, God is dead
Dead is gone, God is gone
No body was found, unstable ground
but the house was built
Throw out the ballast and the vessel will be faster
The called are overcrowding the market,
Let the chooser be the market, and the loosers
- we'll wall out all the loosers
and those amongst us who turned foul, they're growing more for every hour
The rich are getting richer and the poor begin to steal
as multiplied police force feels more righteous than welfare programs
Gaps widening till it all bursts asunder
Threw out the ballast and the vessel went under
House man built
House man built
This house was built, God is dead
Dead is gone, God is gone
No body was found, unstable ground
but the house was built
The scene is set for a grand new war
This war is final - no new markets to explore
This war will transport us through the door
when all is fire, God will set the score
House man built - Man built
House man built - Man built