Bottom Feeder Rock Fever

Solar powered island hopping helicopter take me away.

I gotta hole in my pocket, for too long I stay.

Cruzn and Chilln, no more work here for me,

I got the bottom feeder rock fever

got to get myself free.
Hey, hey hey take me away.

Aint no reason to get in such a big a hurry baby
the rain aint gonna get you too wet for too long
take a ride with me on the dark side of the hwy
well hitch a ride to nowhere and find somewhere to belong
hey hey hey i'll take you to the other side.

take me by the hand my love
ill take you for a ride
don't look back and hold on tight
well get out of here alive
hey hey hey i'll take you too the other side.

Carnival mask

We all wear a mask at the carnival.

At the circus, everybody's a clown.

the world keeps turning round and round 

but the big top is coming down.

Price of Paradise.

The islands are infested with military bases, militant missionaries, Mcdeath, Monsantos, and Mersa...the local population has been colonized; christianized; circumsized, baptized, crusified and sodomized... industrialized, institutionalized by breathless alians who believe they were chosen by god to rule over the nations with an iron rod...the youth rage against arpartheid with memories of genocide in their bones as they are pushed aside, oppressed and marginalized by genetically modified gentrified socialites who have stripped them of their rights and robbed their hearts and minds like some kine vampire valentine...nough to blow ur mind...
Trillions of tourists shitting every day...flushing their shit right into the bay...Radio-active sewage mixed with bleach and flouride, mercury and Fukashima radio-activity...Plagues, Wars and rumors of wars... signs, signs the end is coming soon.Consistantly inoculated with incalculable chemical concoctions that cloud our consiousness we stumble blindly thru this concrete and asphalt maze consuming pre-masticated, pre-fabricated reproductions of the fruits of the earth from land that has been stripped, raped and furrowed...Shrink wrapped managers special...everything is for sale...cartoon-ized caricaturizations of a lost culture...Carrion...Remnants of random peices on Discount...strip malls built on top of the graves of dead babies...Traditions lost in the transition...new temples built from the ruins of the old...the ceiling resting atop the pillars of the seven deadly sins...