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Spiritual Roast Beef
You wanted more than you got,
You haunted life with that thought,
They offered you to drink his blood,
To bury your past faith in mud
They fed you spiritual roast beef
Taught you to fight against sweet leaf,
They told you whats the right belief,
You are just a slave of your chief!
Did it ask for owning people's mind?
Did it ask for training robots fight?
Did it give the peace that you want?
Did it make you do what you can't?
They fed you spiritual roast beef
It takes it all away, your grief
Living with a positive belief,
You are just a slave of your chief!
They fed you spiritual roast beef!
They made you a slave of your chief!
Whats so spiritual about roast beef?
Whats so spiritual about roast beef?
Down to the south
Down to the south you came..
Down to the south you came from Bombay!
You lump of flesh in a white satin bag
Did you ever check how much you weigh?
Show me no more baby,
Show me no more of your white skin!
People drooled at you may be,
But show me no more anyway!
Oh! you think you act, and act well
You think you have fans who love you,
I want you to believe me,
All they want is to sleep with you
Now you've turned fat baby
And must stop wearing so thin,
Show me no more baby,
That aint gonna help you anyway!
Oh! Actor is what they call you there,
They are fooling you and nothing more,
Dont ask me what we call you here honey,
Cuz you would be living no more!
Realize my pretty little bee,
You cant be sold more for any money,
There's one more on the way from bombay,
Getting me lot more skin and honey!
Show me no more baby,
Show me no more of your white skin!
People drooled at you may be,
Show me no more anyway
Attitude
Attitude is the buzzword,
Dont you want to buy,
Your friends have it already
Do you think they lie?
Its just the ignorance,
Of the masses around you,
That's making your day
Of your friends, those few
All you "wanna be"s,
All you fake cool dudes,
Do you think I care?
All your attitude?
Now what's this Inner you,
You're worth a shoe or tie,
Who knows what you are?
Its all that what spreads by!
You never saw a battle,
You never heard of one,
Its the place where blood matters,
And not false attitude!
All you "wanna be"s,
All you fake cool dudes,
Do you think I care?
Whatever you wear?
All you "wanna be"s,
All you fake cool dudes,
Do you think I care?
Fuck your attitude
Common Man
Pawn in the hands of greed and lust
Lost in the winds of need and thirst
Country for you, is no more than dust
Acting as the father of political rust
Common man! Sold your pride?
Common man! Sold your spirit?
Common man! Ain't it the Excuse?
Common man! Whats so common about you?
Art is to tickle your lower senses,
Poverty and hunger - your defenses,
You don't wanna fight to cross the fences,
Why am I taxed for your personal expenses?
Common man! Aren't you the escape,
Common man! For whatever movement,
Common man! For the stale government
Common man! Whats so common about you?
Is this bleeding for your protection?
Are you convinced about their affection?
Dont you see the oppurtunistic infection?
What happened in the last election?
Common man! Why do you need it for free?
Common man! Who's gonna pay for you?
Common man! Aren't you a parasite?
Common man! Whats so common about you?
The Flame
A still and cold world,
Wanting to be dyed,
In a still unfinished painting,
Waiting for its pride
They pinned on all the scar
Stained it in its midway,
Few praised its appearance,
Few called it below par
People fought for ideals,
And people fought the wars,
Some People loved the facts
Some People loved the color
Oh! they blamed, they flamed,
they know not what it takes
Sleeping day and night,
they have not any stakes
What it means to me,
What it means to you,
We are never false,
And We are never true
People fought for ideals,
And people fought the wars,
Some People loved the facts
Some People loved the color
The Grave
Happy living in this place,
Where vanity outdid sanity,
The men here are sold out,
To see their temples erect!
Come see! Oh million stars!
Our pedestal of triumph
The grave of humanity,
The sepulture of reason
We're Led by mental amputees,
Feeding on our weaknesses,
We were too busy sleeping,
To know what befell the night
Shower on! dark cloud,
Wake up the sleeping dead,
From the grave of humanity,
The sepulture of reason
Assassins of Imagination,
Eclipsed the world of thought,
We know not what light was like,
We never saw something bright
Shine on! your silver light,
Oh! Keeper of the dark night,
Over the grave of humanity,
Bring us to the light!
Dead Tree
I know you are there,
hearing my silence
hiding from me.
Fearing the fiction
the void you'd fall into,
Trying to save me.
I stand like a dead tree
In your family album
Cheating yourself.
That you never cheated me,
If not for my good
Made me a wimp,
Abandoned me for
You're Afraid of me.
I stand like a dead tree
In your family album
My will forsaken,
Calls me to give up
The desire to live
All is well that ends well,
and it ended for you
and it ended for you
I stand like a dead tree
In your family album
Desire
Father died in pain,
Feeling unworthy,
All that she said for,
He couldn't buy her a ...
Her brother left the home,
Couldn't stand her anymore,
All that she said for
He couldn't buy her a...
Her man killed himself,
Remained nothing of worth,
All that she said for
He couldn't buy her a..
She slept with a neighbor unworthy,
Calling him a hero,
All that he gave her,
was just a toblerone
All that she ever wanted,
was just a toblerone,
Nothing better, nothing worse
she didn't know why
She wants something else
Something she doesn't know,
She doesn't like a toblerone
She doesn't like a toblerone
Alive
He was asked
asked by his mother,
son ! am I wrong ?
wrong in being a cynic ?
She gets up from the bed,
with her rouge dissolved,
in the sweat of her venal act,
but is it venal ?
She's not in utopia !
she's raped !
with her will ?
is she avaracious ?
She asked, am I eclectic,
in this ambivalent world,
where everything is good and bad,
am I wrong, can I live ?
Son, the eight year old said,
with a sanguine smile,
we are not savants mom !
but we are alive !
Alive ? she said !
but why ? You know,
You know it better mother !
Its time for you to go
She rises up in disgust,
rises up to go,
She gets up from the bed,
with her rouge dissolved,
in the sweat of her venal act,
but she knows, she is alive ! |
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