Free Market Music

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1.
Mucus 04:31
Mhm, I love decisions especially when they're fed to me on a plate It was a ten year plan now, Let's start over again It's never too late to turn away from so-called fate Catch me if you can, I’m testing the limits of man I ran like a river of mucus - not that fast. The old man in me gave it his best, Slowed down the progress, Stabbed sunshine in her chest. I demand to know what you're going to do about this. Please, let the wine breathe Take your time till your ready to conceive There are people living in me and I would like them to leave Because each and every time I runaway they follow me.
2.
This is the truth, the rest is a lie, Theft and fraud in broad daylight free market rules, demand and supply cannot be defied I came out of my own womb as a result of insecurity Had some things I needed to prove To my dad, myself and humanity As dreams had come, habits emerged The path to stardom and self-destruction the cravings of a little boy urging for recognition Thank you god I'm finally awake Unlike several million people who'd fuck their TV if they had a chance, take pictures and sell them cheap to you This is the truth, the rest is a lie, Theft and fraud in broad daylight free market rules, demand and supply cannot be defied Let me be I'm going true And let it be seen I'm selling truth to you I had my dreadlocks plaited old-school-true-school Make over, roll over and play dead too. Damn girl, you're fine, I wish your ass was mine Shake what your momma gave you till you run out of time But right now your young, so open your mouth Don't need to sing or dance just show me your tongue This is the truth, the rest is a lie, Theft and fraud in broad daylight free market rules, demand and supply cannot be defied If you fail to sell and be classified You'll be never recognized free market rules, they always apply and cannot be defied Left, right, left, follow trends We're never gonna paint the truth again Left, right, shake, we lie you dance Move to the sound of the food chain.
3.
All the ways back to your friends and thoughts of fate Got erased with a snap shot over your tape Daily fails and all those girls you've never loved Will be drained with all the foam from your mistakes I see the see under my un-efficient skin Can't stand on my shoulder, I'm in a delayed molting I see the drift over the beauty of this scene Can't count on my fingers My eyes stuck on my chin Waves of June are colored swans Waves of falls are silent swarms Too much words have been betrayed by your cowardice I can't stand the world as you want it to be I'm leaving the story you are wasting so fast Too much songs have been raped by your morning speeches Too many words have upset me through the course of this Journey I’ve volunteered to go on Too many people gave me hope and took it right back But I’m eager to repeat the circle I am starting to become a bitter man Is it age, is it the times or is it you? Give me a reason to be brave and to be myself After all I’m doing all this for you I’m starting to grow old. All the way back to my starving teenage years Craving for any substantial step forward All these dreams and nothing to account for them Were somehow so much more than I sometimes feel nowadays
4.
Sweet protection, walk away I never asked for you to watch over me It's something else that moves me I breathe different energy Speak no more of my choices, I grieve for your blinded eyes Words might hurt but it's me who has to believe that I know what's right I know what's right. Was it worth being cast out over Yes it was, moreover if I had to choose once more I'd do it again
5.
We can see it in your eyes Teachings handed down channeled through pupils but we're not hypnotized The need to speak as you do Narrow the choices down to none and become like you Finding everything unreal makes any promise worthless to reason There's nothing you can deliver You're just lost. Now, there's your demon. Speak with your eyes closed and finger pointed at the sky Will you dress me up tonight? Can I mend my ways and die? It's so gorgeous to become fixated on something that cannot be achieved. You are nothing but you'll be the teacher. How can we not be relieved? The gift of wisdom has been received. There are templates of behaviour on every screen and manuals on every book-shelf We are thankful for the knowledge because we cannot think for ourselves Yes... reach for the magazine, the clock, the Bible and then the gun. Whether it's finding God or not eating meat, you fucking orthodox piece of shit. Footprints in my home and someone else's scent in my bed Anchors gift-wrapped, solutions force-fed To me There are templates of behaviour on every screen and manuals on every book-shelf We are thankful for the knowledge because we cannot think for ourselves
6.
How come I'm getting cold feet before I smash you to bits? Is it some age-related crisis never mentioned in books? It's been a while since all the shit we do became self-explanatory It doesn't have a name but somehow you don't follow. Never listen 'cause you keep talking during songs Planning discourse in your mind - "What will I say next?" It's a never ending tale of you giving us advice When it's explicitly said - we know how to do it right Fucking idiothead, fuck off and die "Well guys, what can I say... You can play your instruments, and you do it... quite well. But why don't I give you a piece of my mind. Just a couple of improvements I just thought of and you'll be much better off, and you will finally fit your genre. Everyone should be open to suggestion and critique, this is how you and your music evolve! And particularly what, I, have to say is uniquely essential for you, because I listen to music and I know what's good and what's not. Why don't you listen you stupid fucks? I know what's good for you! Fuck you! I will tell all my friends not to listen to your crappy records. Nobody will even acknowledge you! You will regret this for the rest of your life, mother fuckers!" Seemingly possible changes in the way I think about music Is something you could easily fit up your ass So why don't you just get it up there Shove it up there, fit it up there, idiothead Never listen 'cause you keep talking during songs Planning discourse in your mind - "What will I say next?" It's a never ending tale of you giving us advice When it's explicitly said - we know how to do it right Fucking idiothead, fuck off and die
7.
This is the truth, the rest is a lie, Theft and fraud in broad daylight free market rules, demand and supply cannot be defied I came out of my own womb as a result of insecurity Had some things I needed to prove To my dad, myself and humanity As dreams had come, habits emerged The path to stardom and self-destruction the cravings of a little boy urging for recognition Thank you god I'm finally awake Unlike several million people who'd fuck their TV if they had a chance, take pictures and sell them cheap to you This is the truth, the rest is a lie, Theft and fraud in broad daylight free market rules, demand and supply cannot be defied Let me be I'm going true And let it be seen I'm selling truth to you I had my dreadlocks plaited old-school-true-school Make over, roll over and play dead too. Damn girl, you're fine, I wish your ass was mine Shake what your momma gave you till you run out of time But right now your young, so open your mouth Don't need to sing or dance just show me your tongue This is the truth, the rest is a lie, Theft and fraud in broad daylight free market rules, demand and supply cannot be defied If you fail to sell and be classified You'll be never recognized free market rules, they always apply and cannot be defied Left, right, left, follow trends We're never gonna paint the truth again Left, right, shake, we lie you dance Move to the sound of the food chain.
8.

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This EP is a concept-album dedicated to everyone who wishes to say
"Fuck you all, I know what I'm doing" to the world, whether you are
a teen, a so called grown-up or a member of the elderly,
however you still have clear vision and pride.

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released February 9, 2012

Music by d' and/or Raf Zaremba (details in individual track descriptions). Lyrics by d' except when stated otherwise. Cover art by Agnieszka Kaczmarek.

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We pride ourselves in being chronically post-modern, stylistically perverse and progressively misanthropic, which one might find sad, but only if unable to enjoy the bitterness.
Now go listen to our music instead of reading bios, seriously.

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