METALSHAVINGS

ALTHOUGH I CAN'T DESCRIBE
JUST HOW I FEEL INSIDE
I HOPE THAT TIMES WILL CHANGE
I'M FEELIN' REALLY STRANGE

MY HANDS ARE BOUND AND TIED
THEY TOOK AWAY MY PRIDE
I LAY MY MIND AT REST
SO PUT ME TO THE REST

-PUNCH THE CLOCK
-NO TIME TO TALK
- I DO THE WALK OF METALSHAVINGS!

AND AS I WALK THE PLANK
I FALL INTO THE OCEAN
THEY LEFT MY MIND A BLANK
MAN-IP-ULATING MY DEVOTION

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NOW I'M AT THEIR COMMAND
I DON'T DARE TAKE A STAND
A HORSE WITHOUT A KNIGHT
WHAT THEY SEE WRONG IS RIGHT

I STAND IN SAD DEFEAT
TO LIVE AND RULE THE STREET
SUCCESS WITHIN MY GRASP
THEIR HAND'S AN IRON CLASP

ESCAPING FROM REALITY
A TRIP WITHOUT EMOTION
AWAKENED BY SOCIETY
FRUSTRATED AND COMMOTION

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TAINTED THOUGHTS OF RULE
ARE TAUGHT WITHIN OUR SCHOOL
ONE DAY A SLAVE IS BORN
HIS MASTER HE'LL ADORN

HOW DO THEY RECTIFY
THE WAY THEY CHEAT & LIE
THE CORPORATE GAMES ARE PLAYED
OUR LOSING SCORE DISPLAYED

POLITICIANS LEADING DOUBLE LIVES
LEAVING US TO ONLY FANTASIZE
LEGISLATION PASSED TO HOLD US BACK
KNOWING ONE DAY THAT WE WILL ATTACK

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WHEN THE WORLD BEGAN PANGAEA OVERWHELMED.  AND AS THE EARTH VENTURED THROUGH TIME THE SEPARATION OF THE CONTINENTS BEGAN.  AND SO WAS IT THE LAND, THE CULTURE, AND THE PEOPLE.
ALAS THE FINAL PRODUCT OF MANKIND AND HIS DIVINE INTELLIGENCE HAS SEPARATED ONE MAN FROM ANOTHER CREATING AN ALL POWERFUL SOCIETY RULED BY THE COLOR OF MONEY, THE SMELL OF FEAR, AND DISREGARD FOR THE LITTLE MAN.
SHAVINGS OF SHIT ON THE FLOOR NOT EVEN CONSIDERED FOR THE FINAL MOLD.
METALSHAVINGS
FROM THE BLOCK OF LIFE

SEEKING SHELTER UNDER WINGS OF A VULTURE
MELTING AWAY IN OUR OWN HUMAN SUBCULTURE

LOOKING FOR FREEDOM UNDER ROCKS AND STONES
FIGHTING FOR EQUALITY AND BREAKING OUR BONES

WE'LL MAKE IT TODAY AS WE HAVE IN THE PAST
SO KEEP YOUR EYES ON THE FUTURE AND WATCH US LAST

SO OBSERVE...
THE NEED...
IN OUR SOCIETY...
FOR METALSHAVINGS!!

THROWN A CURVE IN LIFE
A WOUND WITHOUT A KNIFE
WE DON'T HAVE A CHOICE
A MOUTH WITHOUT A VOICE

WE'VE ALL BEEN BRUSHED ASIDE
OR MADE TO RUN AND HIDE
AND NOW WE CAN'T ESCAPE
THE DISREGARD AND HATE

WE'RE JUST FILLING A VOID
BY BEING PARANOID

THRUST INTO THIS WORLD
LIKE A HELPLESS LITTLE GIRL
MAKE NO TIME FOR ME
CAUSE THROUGH MY EYES THEY JUST DON'T SEE

NO ONE ESCAPES WHEN FREEDOM FAILS
THE BET MEN ROT IN FILTHY JAILS
AND THOSE WHO CRIED APPEASE, APPEASE
ARE HANGED BY THOSE THEY TRIED TO PLEASE

NO PEACE FOR THE LITTLE MAN,
ALL WORK AND NO SAY!!

FROM THE SONIC VOODOO CD "PIECES OF A STEEL SLAB"
A RABID RECORDS RECORDING
A MAD DOG MENTAL INSTITUTION PRODUCTION
THE METALSHAVINGS EXPERIMENT DURING THE PROJECT: STEEL SLAB


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From the shavings of life come great ironies in death...
Eclipsed only
by that which
he could not
comprehend he
feverishly
contorted his
posture
imposter and
retreated once
again to a place
so far away
from the truth
that it could
only be the life
he now leads.