Phil McCammon
2014-12-13
Phil McCammon

Lyrics

MINDSCRAPERS

 

THE SCRAPERS EMERGE FROM THE DEPTHS OF NETWORKS

SURVIVING ALL TILL NOW AND THEIR ONLY SENSE OF TIME

IS THE FREQUENCY OF HUNGER WHICH KEEPS DRIPPING DOWN THE LINE

THEY MOVE THROUGH SILICON SOULS, BENDING TIME

 

IT ALL DEPENDS ON HOW STRONG YOU THINK YOU ARE

TO START AT THE BEGINNING, THEN LAUNCH YOURSELF REAL FAR

LIKE A FLOWER WAITS FOR LIFE FROM A RAGING BALL OF FIRE

THE SCRAPER SCRAPES THE INSIDE OF ITS INNERMOST DESIRE

 

BASHFUL BEAUTY QUEENS LEAK BOTIXICITY, WITH THEIR

FACES DRYLY MELTING OR EXPANDING LIKE A TREE

THEIR TEARS HAVE TO SLIDE DOWN NEW SLOPES CARVED IN THEIR FACES

WHILE THE SCRAPERS SCRAPE THEIR MINDS TILL THEY VANISH

 

HUNGRY MAN MASS LOOPED ON REALITY SHOWS

MIMIC NEOLITHIC MATING CALLS AND THINKING WITH THEIR BRAINS

LOCATED ON THE OUTSKIRTS OF THEIR MICROSCOPIC MINDS

THE SCRAPERS SCRAPE AND GROW

THEY SCRAPE AND YEARN

THEY SCRAPE AND  LEARN

THEY SCRAPE AND BURN….

Phil McCammon
2014-12-13
Phil McCammon

Lyrics

  Alien Love Song

 

I've got this balcony

overlooks Ganymede

I can see Io, Calypso and Europa

Even though the nearest store

is 43,000,000 miles door to door

it's worth it to go there

'cause that's where you work

 

you don't know I exist

so I go shopping buy plutonium, it get's me pissed

because uranium is not good for my two craniums

 

There's this planet, blue and green

it's got animals and human beings

they found out how to build up high

then drilled a big hole right through their clean blue sky

sometimes they get old and they always die

so others can create microscopic oceans from their eyes

I sit here on my balcony

and it's you I need

I sit here on my balcony

and it's you I need

 

I watch you cooling off at 12,00C

any cooler + I just know you would freeze

so I need to bring my thermal sweater

Just makes it all feel better...

 

these humans, they use gas, they use metal

if they've got scores they need to settle

see...

they're in a rush... x 2

but not me… cause I'm casually ever so slightly …immortal

 

 

But I'll wait here on my balcony

It's you I need

I'll wait here on my balcony

It's you I need...

 

 

© 2011 Phil McCammon

Phil McCammon
2014-12-13
Phil McCammon
Phil McCammon
2014-12-13
Phil McCammon
Phil McCammon
2014-12-13
Phil McCammon
Phil McCammon
2014-12-13
Phil McCammon
Phil McCammon
2014-12-13
Phil McCammon

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