MMM -- WTFRIDAY

[ancianita]

"Coronareality: the hour is getting late”



Jimi Hendrix. "All Along the Watchtower”

There must be some kinda way outta here
Said the joker to the thief
There's too much confusion
I can't get no relief

Business men, they drink my wine
Plowman dig my earth
None were level on the mind
Nobody up at his word
Hey, hey

No reason to get excited
The thief he kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke

But, uh, but you and I, we've been through that
And this is not our fate
So let us stop talkin' falsely now
The hour's getting late

All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
Barefoot servants, too

Outside in the cold distance
A wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl …



Kanye West, Bon Iver. “Lost In The World”

(lyrics)
I'm up in the woods
I'm down on my mind
I'm building a still
To slow down time
I'm up in the woods
I'm down on my mind
I'm building a still
To slow down the time
I'm up in the woods
I'm down on my line
I'm building a still
Down the time ooh

I'm lost in the world
Been down my whole life
I'm new in the city
And I'm down for the night
Down for the night
Said she's down for the night
Down the time

I'm lost in the world
Been down my whole life
I'm new in the city
But I'm down for the night
Down for the night, down for the night

You're my devil, you're my angel
You're my Heaven, you're my Hell
You're my now, you're my forever
You're my freedom, you're my jail
You're my lies, you're my truth
You're my war, you're my truce
You're my questions, you're my proof
You're my stress and you're my masseuse

Ma-ma-se, ma-ma-se, ma-ma-ku-sa
Lost in this plastic life
Let's break out of this fake ass party
Turn this into a classic night
If we die in each other's arms
Still get laid in that afterlife
If we die in each other's arms
Still get laid yeah

I'm up in the woods (run from the lights, run from the night)
Run for your life
I'm new in the city
And I'm down for the night
Down for the night, down for the night

I'm lost in the world
Been down my whole life
I'm new in the city
But I'm down for the night
Down for the night, down for the night

Who will survive in America?
Who will survive in America? (Down for the night)
Who will survive in America?
Who will survive in America?
I'm lost in the world
Been down my whole life
I'm new in the city
And I'm down for the ride, known for the ride

I'm lost in the world
Been down my whole life
I'm new in the city
But I'm down for the night
Down for the night, for a good time
Hey ohoh
Hey ohoh

Alice Merton. “No Roots”

Del the Funky Homosapien, Dan the Automator, Kid Koala, Deltron 3030. “ 3030”

(lyrics)
Yo, it's 3030, I want y'all to meet Deltron Zero
Hero, not no small feat, it's all heat in this day and age
I rage your grave, anything it takes to save the day
Neuromancer, perfect blend of technology and magic

Use my rapping so you all could see the hazards
Plus entertainment where many are brainless
We cultivated the lost art of study and I brought a buddy
Automator, harder slayer, fascinating combinations

Cyber warlords are activating abominations
Arm a nation with hatred we ain't with that
We high-tech archaeologists searching for knickknacks
Composing musical stimpacks that impacts the song

Crack the motor what you think you rapping for?
I used to be a mech soldier but I didn't respect orders
I had to step forward, tell them this ain't for us
Living in a post-apocalyptic world morbid and horrid

The secrets of the past they hoarded
Now we just boarded on a futuristic spacecraft
No mistakes, black, it's our music we must take back
Yo, it's 3030

I want y'all to meet Deltron Zero and Automator
Yo, it's 3030, I want y'all to meet
Deltron Zero and Automator ...

Del, I'm feeling like a ghost in a shell
I wrote this in jail playing host to a cell
For the pure verbal, they said my sentence was equivalent to murder
Just another hurdle, I bounced through a portal

I knew they had the mind state of mere mortals
My ears morphed to receptors to catch ya
Every word about gravity control
And the families they hold for handsome ransoms

On the run with a handgun, blast bioforms, I am warned
That a planet-wise manhunt with cannons
Will make me abandon my foolish plan of uprising
Fuck dying, I hijack a mech

Controlling with my magical chance so battle advance
Through centuries of hip-hop legacy, mega speed
Hyper warp to Automator's crib and light the torch
They can't fight the force

Victory is ours once we strike the source
Enterprising wise men look to the horizon
Thinking more capitalism is the wisdom
And imprison all citizens empowered with rhythm
We keep the funk alive by talking with idioms

Yo, it's 3030, I want y'all to meet
Deltron Zero and Automator ...

Isn't eternal evil concerned with thievery
Medieval prehistoric rhetoric well we ahead of that
Lay it down with sound waves that pound pavement
Original minstrels my central processing unit
Is in tune with my heart for this art
Not artificial 'cause that makes it hard to miss you

Copycats finish last in the human race
Staying glued to safes too prude to take a buddah break
We got espers that let us bless with fresh shit
Undetected by yes men questing for five fleeting nanoseconds of fame

Protecting the brain from conspiracies against my cosmos
While I float to Neo-Tokyo with Opio
Or discuss combustible rust clusters with Plus
Evade cyber police in a computer crib confuse the kids

But I can make a kicking rhymes that's sacred
Telepathic mind that takes its greatness from the Matrix
Esper rhyme professor rushes in ultra pressures
With correction measures

Why half the world's a desert
Cannibals eat human brains for dessert
Buried under deap dirt, mobility inert
I insert these codes for the cataclysm
Ever since I had the vision use my magnetism
In this modern metropolis they tries to lock us up
Under preposterous laws thats not for us

Yo, it's 3030, I want y'all to meet
Deltron Zero and Automator ...
Yo, it's 3030, I want y'all to meet
Deltron Zero and Automator …

The Who. “Won’t Get Fooled Again”

(lyrics)
We'll be fighting in the streets
With our children at our feet
And the morals that they worship will be gone
And the men who spurred us on
Sit in judgement of all wrong
They decide and the shotgun sings the song

I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again

The change, it had to come
We knew it all along
We were liberated from the fold, that's all
And the world looks just the same
And history ain't changed
'Cause the banners, they are flown in the next war

I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again, no, no

I'll move myself and my family aside
If we happen to be left half alive
I'll get all my papers and smile at the sky
Though I know that the hypnotized never lie
Do ya!

Yeah

There's nothing in the streets
Looks any different to me
And the slogans are replaced, by-the-bye
And the parting on the left
Is now parting on the right
And the beards have all grown longer overnight

I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
Don't get fooled again, no, no

Yeah

Meet the new boss
Same as the old boss