Tuesday, June 21, 2005
synth 2
dada live part 1
dada live part 2
synth 1
Sunday, June 19, 2005
america, in brackets acoustic

Buried alive in a plastic grave, polka-dot bulletholes clip-n-save...slash those prices, crush the competitor, tell it to the creditor, yellow-bellied editor...drowned by tang and sliced by the blender, kiss the cook, then go on a bender...
Suburban condo trailerpark tomb, tobacco in the womb, fruit of the doom...drive in buzzcut, pinned and striped, boyscouts, rollerskates, give the boy a pipe....creature feature, cut the matinee, pot roast gourmet, buy one today...
hanged from the drapery, stabbed by a picket, coffeetable, sofa, tell the commies where to stick it...
Happiness, Happiness, all together: smile! Soda-pop and bile, America, Heil!
Words © 2004 Michael Tencer
Music © 2005 Goddess Delirious
conspiracy acoustic

She wears a Rosy Cross, Pyramids in her eye
Acting so elusive, I start to wonder why
She's speaking sacred symbols saying things not what they seem
its all too simple, something tells me theres a conspiracy
Fuzzy situation, Graffiti on the sign
knowin' inside information, like, she can read your mind
it shows on the phone, hangs me up all the time
she got the Council on Foreign Relations on the other line
You're driving me crazy with the way that you love me
ooh i got a feelin theres a conspiracy
all mixed up witch your sinister schemes
Instant illumination caught me by surprise
when she changes stations i find i'm Hypnotized
here waves a fairy, strange or vague old riddles in a long lost code
whispers she will always stay, but she cums-n-goes
Reassuring mayor Daly that everything is swell
Eternal Flower Power! i swore i heard her yell
Ewige Blumenkraft!
words and music © 2003 Goddess Delirious
well you see, her waves are all waves, very strange
