Proprietors of Red and Priests against Prozac
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Propose one hour of messainic mozart
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Wolfgang Amadeus a.k.a. Muzak
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Got himself a VISA and went wild in the popmart
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The 23rd player thrashing the rest of his team
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Flashed his ability to discard the mainstream
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Largo to presto he grieves the accelerando's finite
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Headphones on tight more beats per minute
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Stepping on his watch enters the state of Freedia
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Fucking the hostility inherent in the media
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From chronological to kairological
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Measure of the linear time unjustly installed
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as the distinguo between work and pleasure
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Serial time personal sublime
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Immortalizing the point on the time
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That's meandered in a circle
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The revolution of all the small parts that constitute the cosmos
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in which you speed for a paradise
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moving just ahead but slightly faster
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Middle-aged monster get out of here!
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Cyclical patterns don't fit your square ear
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Sensing so slowly you mistake the Sunset of Sole
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For the longed-for legendary sunrise of old
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Your sexist ratio pervades the hearts
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Your racist sexio misinterprets the arts
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Decay's seized your sensorial protection
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The only thing evil's your own perception
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We rest on day seven
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On day eight we blast heaven
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The New Timelessness
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Solefald |