Folk Allah Ewe

by Michael Psycho

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1.
The first ones rising with the morning sun Are the ones getting all the least They’re just the most useful to the ones who use them For their methods and their means A buck means a buck to those who mob them up And put them piecemeal on the lines A child is a child but a worker’s a worker It depends upon the border lines The masses want less taxes so they Point the fingers at the poverty Like to suffer malnutrition is a privilege And their pittance sets anyone free A soul gets caught up in their reason and games And gets sucked into a trap of assistance While the robber barons get away with the breaks And the statesmen offer no resistance Now isn’t this a neat thing They got you high tech and fantasizing About the life you could be leading If you really weren’t right here And now in the factory they step to the line And they beat a kid for sneaking Off to the bathroom one time too many ‘Cause you’ve gotta have expensive feet So you can let the world know you’re above the water And you’re not some brokedick meat And for three bucks a day some kid misses school And he gets his family something to eat This happens every day all over the planet And the haves refuse to acknowledge They just walk around like the zombie dead Trying to put their kids through college They moan and they groan about the welfare moms Like there’s glory in collecting food stamps It can’t help but make an old cynic like me Wonder when they’re going to open the camps Gotta be a patriot Wanna be a patriot? Gotta have a patriot mean streak.
2.
Barricade 05:09
All she does is dry up herself On another trip alone On another step through this war zone Now the past is surely done She’ll never settle up to this one Just to lose again She’ll never settle down ‘til it’s done Then the future runs away And now your soul is stained You thought you got so far But all you did was barricade To who you really are Out in the damp and misty morning Don’t it seem appropriate When you thought it all was lighted Then the fog comes rolling in Now she’s lying on the ground She could heal if only he had broke her bones She can’t stand it on her own The springtime dream of rebirth keeps her coming home Back again and back with him That old familiar second chance cycle again How long until it turns around How long until he tears her psyche down
3.
Bets 03:17
You make friends like you place bets And I’m glad I’m not your friend You make friends like you place bets And I’m glad I’m not Because it don’t mean nothing It don’t mean nothing It don’t mean nothing You’re just after something The folks around you are wagers to be paid I doubt you’ve asked yourself why you live this way Somehow you justify it, though it’s all so fake Starting relationships to get what you can take Choose your friends and place your bets You will lose them in the end Dodge your Friends and hedge your bets You’ll lose them all and start again…
4.
Golden Rose 04:14
Ah, my love, the pleasure to be here with you Brings me to a world without pain. As I gaze in your eyes, the feelings only multiply And only the feelings remain. I don’t remember what it was like, and I really don’t want to know The days before we came to be. The world was dark, the mood was sad, the general outlook was bad And now that’s unknown to me. Golden Rose, you are my hope, you are my faith, Thank you for the open door. Golden Rose, you are my cup to drink my dream Never need anymore. When you arrived, I was a mess, I was a wreck Wandering like a child. You took my hand and led me to a better place Away from a wasteland defiled. I owe you my life; I want you to prove that all my love Desire for you is all I need. I see like a master, the visions are of clarity. The wisdom arrives and leads.
5.
Under your rainbow There’s something missing here now There’s some illusion That’s obstructing it all There’s some confusion About what you all even want There’s some delusion About what is right and what’s wrong If things are as bad as you say so, How come you can’t let them go? Is there something that I shouldn’t know Under your rainbow? Under your rainbow I saw lots of garbage and lies I saw the cheapness And all the false values disguised Dumb fallen angels Acting like they’re all in a play Sick little secrets That are kept day after day.
6.
Not 06:15
As hard as I try to assimilate To your modern state of mind, I still can’t seem to adapt To your culture or your life. I can’t understand the fascination With these dead end ways to survive. You’re not living. You’re not building a home. You’re not living. You’re just fearing the unknown. You’re so dependent on cooperation With the whole, But that never really happens, does it? There’s always some big hole In the house of cards you’ve built up With this deck of skin and bones. It’s funny how no matter how Advanced our species becomes, The environment gets worse and worse, And the masses get increasingly dumb, And respect for life now has a price tag, And the bourgeois get more numb. And so you think, who am I to judge? But the judgment isn’t mine. And this I know, your judgment day Will only come in time, And then Lord Karma will repay you tenfold For your lack of being kind. Make a decision. Make a decision now. Make a decision. Take a direction; make a turn. Make a decision To give up the conflict and the fight. Make a decision. I do pray you’ll make it right.
7.
Wisdom like the finest silver Knowledge more valuable than any gem in the world Conquerors they could not understand such things The only spoils they could comprehend were material to behold When they encountered the ancient schools of thought All they saw was the enemy’s face, and this must be destroyed Whether it seemed threatening or simply over their heads More than merely mortal lives met an unjust end Mysteries and pillagers Burn it all down and tear it apart and leave it to die
8.
Faulty Minds 10:29
They all loved Moses once upon a time But then the people turned vulgar and became like swine The never ending pursuit of pleasure began And ended up in the beginning of the end The paranoid elite got way concerned And at that point the temples and the scrolls were burned The esoteric and sublime was cast aside And all the mind control would lead to mass homicide From faulty minds They thought they could take advantage of the spoils of war But all their glory and their conquests showed their scars They spread themselves too thin with their power lust And soon Mithras had them reduced to dust With their disregard for the human race They took a very undignified fall from grace The only method they knew to propagate their kind Was deemed inevitably to fail with their faulty minds
9.
If you don't leave a message I'm never gonna know 'Cause I never never never never pick up the phone So leave me some info and don't say I didn't tell you so Never never never pick up the phone (Stranger on answering machine): "Pick up the phone call bitch! Are you still cuddled up in bed? Wake up, little cunt! Answer the phone, money!" (Sighs, hangs up)
10.
VIOLENCE IS COOL. SEX IS COOL. DRINKING IS COOL. ALCOHOL, HOWEVER, IS NOT A DRUG. HOWEVER, ALL DRUGS ARE EVIL BECAUSE THEY ARE ILLEGAL. BUT ALCOHOL IS COOL BECAUSE IT IS PERFECTLY LEGAL AS LONG AS YOU DON’T GET CAUGHT (please note the careful use of the words “get caught”) OPERATING A MOTOR VEHICLE, WORKING, OR ENTERTAINING PROFESSIONALLY UNDER THE INFLUENCE OF LARGE AMOUNTS OF ALCOHOL. HOWEVER, WE ARE MORE THEN WILLING TO MAKE ALCOHOL RELATIVELY CHEAP AND AVAILABLE TO ANYONE AND EVERYONE OF LEGAL AGE WHO WANTS TO PURCHASE IT. HOWEVER, ALL DRUGS ARE EVIL, YUCKY, A THREAT TO THE STABILITY OF OUR MORAL FIBER, BUT ALCOHOL, THAT’S PERFECTLY TOLERABLE, AND BESIDES, ALCOHOL IS LEGAL, AND IT ISN’T REALLY A DRUG BECAUSE IT’S A GENERALLY ACCEPTED PART OF OUR ESTABLISHMENT CULTURE, JUST LIKE TOBACCO AND VIOLENCE, WHICH IS COOL TO WATCH WHEN IT’S PRETEND VIOLENCE, OH SURE THERE’S A SMALL HANDFUL OF DETRACTORS OUT THERE WHO THINK THAT THERE IS WAY TOO MUCH VIOLENCE IN TELEVISION AND CINEMA NOWADAYS, BUT THEY’RE ALL JUST A BUNCH OF TREE HUGGING PUSSIES WHO TAKE FICTION TOO SERIOUSLY. AND BESIDES, PEOPLE ONLY WANT TO LOOK AT THINGS THAT MAKE THEM WANT TO KILL PEOPLE, GET DRUNK AND GET ERECTIONS, AT LEAST THAT’S WHAT OUR DEMOGRAPHIC STUDIES REVEAL, AND THINGS LIKE AIDS AND UNWANTED PREGNANCIES? THAT ONLY HAPPENS TO FAGS, JUNKIES, SLUTS, AND LIBERAL DEMOCRATS. NOT TO THE AVERAGE TAXPAYING CONSUMER PATRIOTS OUT THERE. THAT’S JUST MORE CHICKEN LITTLE ALARMIST FROM A FRUSTRATED JEALOUS SEGMENT WHO ENVIES OUR ABILITY TO LOOK AND ACT PERFECT WHILE SHOOTING PEOPLE AND HANGING OUT IN BARS, ALL THE WHILE HOLDING GAINFUL EMPLOYMENT AND ENGAGING IN AS MUCH BOUDOIR ACTIVITY AS POSSIBLE, STRICTLY HETEROSEXUAL, OF COURSE. AS A MATTER OF FACT, WE ARE PERFECT, BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE, AND COMPARED TO US, YOU ARE A FLAWED AND HOPELESSLY IMPERFECT FAILURE, SO JUST WATCH OUR MINDLESS GARBAGE WRAPPED UP IN A PRETTY PACKAGE NIGHT AFTER NIGHT, GET DRUNK ENGAGE IN YOUR MISERABLE UNSATISFYING SEX ACTS, GO TO SLEEP, WAKE UP AND GO OUT AND EARN SOME MORE MEAGER WAGES SO THAT WE CAN KEEP FIGURING OUT HOW TO WRANGLE THEM FROM YOU BY SELLING YOU OUR GENERALLY OVERPRICED AND USELESS BRAND NAME PRODUCTS SO’S WE CAN GET RICH AND BUY UP EVEN MORE LAND AND ASSETS THAN WE ALREADY HAVE THANKS TO THE EXCRUCIATING EFFORT YOU AND MILLIONS OF PEONS LIKE YOU HAVE UNDERGONE TO MAKE US, THE SELECT FEW, FAT AND WEALTHY AND SECURE WHILE YOU GO TO BED SCARED SHITLESS ABOUT YOUR FUTURE.

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released November 5, 1996

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