Once Upon a Time in Peon Town
Goo-Goo say, No is True!
Gaa-Gaa say, Yaa it True!
Listen then, I tell you True
Once upon a Planet for 10 Thousand Years in a Cult limned by an Oceanic Rim
Came a Breeding Ground for viral thoughts so delusional even Language was made dim
Came a blur of Ruling Drooling
A thunder running Mob of slobbering
Dogs whimpered but could not howl. How'rrrr! How'rrrrr!
Over the karaoke Acapella Tao
Hand me the Tao, my mouth is sour
Thundering-chunking thru the dirt-blurred streets
Slum Town spreading out to swallow Earth whole
In charred viral sounds coughing hacking thru Peon Town
A clarion Mob sweeping slurring verbal jest
Paupers, Peons and Stick-beaters too
Run-run-run for Cover
We have invented a modern Plague
Gather the Slum-Mentality
Become the Herd up and down
Let this mental plague from us spread
And take with it this pleasurable know
Others die and we do dance under lantern-lizards squealing
Glory to Peon Town the Stagnant-Pound the Chain-Gang sound
Glory to Peon Town the stagnant-pound the Chain-Gang sound
My Commune of Delusions
My Daily Slavery Sound
Goo-Goo say, No is True!
Gaa-Gaa say, Yaa it True!
My Lair of Eternal Slavery!
My Crutch! My Life!
Goo-Goo say, No is True!
Gaa-Gaa say, Yaa it True!
My Cult! My Reality!
My Limit! My Death!
Goo-Goo say, No is True!
Gaa-Gaa say, Yaa it True!
Once upon a Planet for 10 Thousand Years in a growing slum of Peon Proud
Delusion fulfills their skull-deformed Destiny in Culture Vows
As Puppet Sage proclaims intangible Grace for the Beasts with Faces
As He licks his lips thru a Mask of Cunning Embraces
Sing-songs the Man-God in a key-niggling Tongue of punting blame
Savage Din of Lizard Lovers
Keep the Kung Fu sway for your sweeping Covers
If you enslave It you can keep It!
Old Ways Old
Longer me time for those in the know
Plague may turn my sister round-eyes
Plague may sear my blister to heat
But plague has no fence
And does thunder-creep into the Occident
Goo-Goo
Gaa-Gaa
Glorious is our hive
We love Slavery and so should You
Pauper Sailor Solider Merchant Lover
Sway of Breeding Layers
Ignorance is the sound of the Cult
Breeding is our Way of Thinking
Breed more Peons for the Delusion of the Culture
Goo-Goo say, No is True!
Gaa-Gaa say, Yaa it True!
10 Thousand Years of Human Slave Behavior
And not one step toward Genetic Perfection
Gaa-Gaa say, Yaa it True!
Listen then, I tell you True
Once upon a Planet for 10 Thousand Years in a Cult limned by an Oceanic Rim
Came a Breeding Ground for viral thoughts so delusional even Language was made dim
Came a blur of Ruling Drooling
A thunder running Mob of slobbering
Dogs whimpered but could not howl. How'rrrr! How'rrrrr!
Over the karaoke Acapella Tao
Hand me the Tao, my mouth is sour
Thundering-chunking thru the dirt-blurred streets
Slum Town spreading out to swallow Earth whole
In charred viral sounds coughing hacking thru Peon Town
A clarion Mob sweeping slurring verbal jest
Paupers, Peons and Stick-beaters too
Run-run-run for Cover
We have invented a modern Plague
Gather the Slum-Mentality
Become the Herd up and down
Let this mental plague from us spread
And take with it this pleasurable know
Others die and we do dance under lantern-lizards squealing
Glory to Peon Town the Stagnant-Pound the Chain-Gang sound
Glory to Peon Town the stagnant-pound the Chain-Gang sound
My Commune of Delusions
My Daily Slavery Sound
Goo-Goo say, No is True!
Gaa-Gaa say, Yaa it True!
My Lair of Eternal Slavery!
My Crutch! My Life!
Goo-Goo say, No is True!
Gaa-Gaa say, Yaa it True!
My Cult! My Reality!
My Limit! My Death!
Goo-Goo say, No is True!
Gaa-Gaa say, Yaa it True!
Once upon a Planet for 10 Thousand Years in a growing slum of Peon Proud
Delusion fulfills their skull-deformed Destiny in Culture Vows
As Puppet Sage proclaims intangible Grace for the Beasts with Faces
As He licks his lips thru a Mask of Cunning Embraces
Sing-songs the Man-God in a key-niggling Tongue of punting blame
Savage Din of Lizard Lovers
Keep the Kung Fu sway for your sweeping Covers
If you enslave It you can keep It!
Old Ways Old
Longer me time for those in the know
Plague may turn my sister round-eyes
Plague may sear my blister to heat
But plague has no fence
And does thunder-creep into the Occident
Goo-Goo
Gaa-Gaa
Glorious is our hive
We love Slavery and so should You
Pauper Sailor Solider Merchant Lover
Sway of Breeding Layers
Ignorance is the sound of the Cult
Breeding is our Way of Thinking
Breed more Peons for the Delusion of the Culture
Goo-Goo say, No is True!
Gaa-Gaa say, Yaa it True!
10 Thousand Years of Human Slave Behavior
And not one step toward Genetic Perfection
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Writer(s): Wm. Cardwell
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