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Voltage Pile

by Michael Psycho

A foolish ride on a jealous road Keep inside until it explodes Ugly fears that they do not care Only regurgitates despair Bitter memoirs of love denied Feeling tired and over stressed Issues that can’t be addressed Ever failing to see the signs Of Hell disguised as a life refined
YesUR1 02:01
You chipped away at a tree And tried to claim your own Instead of planting a seed Corrupted what’s been grown Yes, you’re one of them No, you’re not exempt Yes, you’re one of them Know. You grin and try to be smug As if it’s all a joke When the smoke is cleared You’re laughing in a mirror at yourself You took your father’s house And let it rot to shame And when it goes beyond disrepair You’re last to take the blame Yours is no philosophy It’s just a cheap façade Mirrors, smoke, mirrors, smoke, mirrors, smoke, No more…
I need some common sense Heart always tricks my head I've got no common sense Heart always tricks my head If only I'd see what could lie ahead My heart wouldn't trick my head Always knew of the consequence And don't think I'd ever cared Never seen what would lie ahead My heart calls the shots instead
She's confused She don't know what to do Now that her house burned down There's nowhere for refuge Now that her cats are dead There's no one left to lose Now lonely bagger boy Is asking, "What's the news?" She's confused She don't know what to do She might be giving up Enough to not refuse She might feel vulnerable Enough to make a move Now lonely bagger boy Is asking, "What's the news?" She's confused She don't know what to do On the sea of meaninglessness Aboard a ship of fools. She's got those "Run Away to Machu Picchu Blues" Now lonely bagger boy Is asking, "What's the news?"
All Is Well 02:53
Now all is well Except we've lost our way now In a certain way We cannot just return there It is now Near impossible To find a way back If we try In a time We will find a way back In these times Understand We can't turn away now In each town In the streets We must stand together It is when We unite We will find the way back Hit those statues And pull them down Idols are disgraced now Inside of every heart It is time to wake up Visions of a better day Once our minds are made up It can start Anytime If we just prepare now In the stars Is a plan To restore our faith now In this time In this time In this time we're in now All we've been through How can we fail to come back In this time We must cast out the old guard So now we better make the best we can With our time
Shut up Elijah We haven't passed Boomtown yet I reckon now You just don't get it You're flat behaving like a cranky child We got the 80 backed up several miles Smoke six more cigarettes Before you get there You'll get in trouble with That icy stare Put down that cell phone She knows you're coming into town You called 14 times already You really should stop screwing around You know she'll put up with your icy stare Visa or MasterCard, she don't care Shut up Elijah We haven't passed Boomtown yet
I've heard some wicked tales From crazy friends of mine Seen their share of blue lights in the rear view mirror (No lie) While I've been entertained by All these tales of yore Makes me glad that my skin has been much thinner I'll leave malevolence to experts in the field I have no reference for these skills I'll save my expectations For the simple life And miscellaneous works of God I've had associates With colorful resumes Got sent up to more than merely picking up litter (You know what I mean) If you had filled the shoes Of what they've seen and known It wouldn't be the winter wind that makes you shiver
Wayhail 02:29
Go to Hell Wake us up when our feet and hands are nailed They will fail We'll break out from their cheesy mental jail Once we find their Achilles' heel We'll be on their tail Conditions will reverse and then Karma's judges deny their bail Things will tilt When one little slip Of the lip is filled with guilt We'll rebel And send shockwaves To the deepest depths they dwell Only time that they see sunlight Is leaking through the shades When a storm is seen outside They try to fly away Travis Bickle's Our patron saint And we don't mean In a Hinckley way We ain't holy but let's pray for rain To come and wash the true scum away. It's all washed away...
If the sun and if the stars Have hit with all the rays Perhaps Existence died Or missed you for a day But now it settles in to stay And now it's seen in shades of gray And now it eats another naked force of pain In a sight of inner sighting It can gnaw away And all it leads to now Is an imprint on a grave And in a steel nocturnal way Any amount of evil's turned away Hidden out in scenes of heart And dipped pen points of rain It's an eye full of sleeper sand That sinks away intent Then a people's cry and a hero's stand Throws out the Establishment And now it's seen after descent Who's really foe and who is friend With luck at least you'll know Who's with you `til the end
Chants Fever 03:07
I want to know right now Tell me right now What do you have Planned for my execution I'll bet there's a thrill you get Envisioning my death Bring on the first witness For the prosecution I want to know right now Tell me right now Your anger at me Seems to stem from when I broke it free I got over you a long time ago I will wear your disrespect Like a medal on my chest You'll only waste your time So don't waste your breath I want to know right now Tell me right now You're frustrated with me Because I didn't catch Your disease I been immune from you And that's killed your moves I need to know why you want me dead But I ain't heard a reason yet Bring on one witness For the prosecution
She's just a girl who knows what she needs And in the end it's worth her doing the deeds Most every weekend she'll be on the streets Her deals can't be beat Give her the money and she won't kill nothin' She catches all the eyes near and far As she assumes her position at the end of the bar She got a right smart pair of drink tickets on her She ain't exactly looking for a man of honor Give her the money and she won't kill nothin' She has the drive to get men to provide Any port in a storm is her natural norm She ain't no working girl and she ain't no stripper Show her the Bennys and she'll hit the zipper Give her the money and she won't kill nothin'
It's time to instigate the fight When something obviously Isn't looking right They're taking lives out every day And people suffer Just so despots get their way I can't follow rogues Full of lies and hate Because I refuse I am an enemy of the state They're sure that they can't be restrained The proletariat's pretense can be sustained The mind control must be erased So true democracy in time Can take its place
In silent misery They hope to live their dreams And then pretend Now's what it seems Distracted from their path They don't correct it back To where they want to be Indignation Operant conditioning Is what most days will bring Escapist songs Are what they hear and sing In cinematic lies The ends are falsified Indignation The standards are deployed And naively enjoyed By those who have no other choice In ways they do not know They hold an overflow of Indignation
Stuck in the head From the cruel things that were said Is written A found poem of regret They could not turn the tide Predestined to take a slide They all got painted over And they died The work was cranking out Without one thin shred of doubt Until creative breakdowns Turned the tide And all that still remained Were frustration and the pain A fag end of a life Deflating pride
Panic Girl 02:13
She wants to wander And then she wonders Why people leave her And they deceive her She can wander if she wants to She just won't get very far She wants to wander And then she wonders Why they reject her And disrespect her She wants to wander And then she wonders Why people use her And all abuse her She wants to wander And then she wonders


released January 30, 2007


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