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Solomon's Gold

by nicholas gurney

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Fake News I know this town, like the back of my hand Stereo sound, when there's no one around Breathing in the violins playing music from the stars Breathing in the diesel fumes of the buses and the cars The merry-go-round, everyone talks nobody listens The words on a bus, not always gold even though they glisten I got a bone to pick with my radiologist He said you've broken it though I thought it just a twist The sun like a laser, burning my feet just stepping on the pavement Stuns like a taser, climate change is just an overstatement Burn it down, Blow a fuse, Bust it up, It’s Fake News Time was, a reptile brain would only be found in a beast Cold blooded, reclining on rocks, seeking out the heat There's lizards in charge, the rumours were sane, They're everywhere, crawling through our brains They're all impostors, they're all insane, they're taking us down they feel no shame The sun like a laser, burning my feet just stepping on the pavement Stuns like a taser, climate change is just an overstatement Burn it down, Blow a fuse, Bust it up, It’s Fake News
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Snake Eyes 03:08
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E=mc² Been fighting an equation, quadratic in formation all night Can't get it all to balance, can't get it all to come out right x and y, coming over way too high Getting in the way of pi Making me cry That Nobel prize, shrinking right before my eyes Turning into see-through lies Making me sigh E equals MC squared, why didn't I think of that A peer review of my papers Grow a beard, wear a Homburg hat Fame and adulation, doors open wherever I go My picture in all of the papers Just because of the things that I know The truth is all revealing I can see just where I'm at Relatively speaking There's a void underneath my hat The numbers don't add up My calculators gone on the blink If you follow all my workings You realise I'm thicker than I think Science and me were never really meant to be I love it but I just don't see How to work that key It's beautiful and elegant, it helps if you're intelligent If your youth was not mis-spent That's just not me E equals MC squared, why didn't I think of that A peer review of my papers Grow a beard, wear a Homburg hat Fame and adulation, doors open wherever I go My picture in all of the papers Just because of the things that I know The truth is all revealing I can see just where I'm at Relatively speaking There's a void underneath my hat
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I don't want your smartphone, I don't want your apps I don't want your monthly payments, that ain't where it's at I don't want to control my home wherever I am at I just want to be left alone just leave me where I'm sat A thousand years of evolution a thousand years of pain A hundred hours of unlimited data a hundred hours of shame You got me where you want me my phone is getting slow Did you do that to exploit me how was I supposed to know Now I don't trust you Take me where the wild things grow Take me where the winds will blow Down to the waters edge Deep in the wilderness Take me where no human hand has done some awful deal Take me to the outer edge, show me something real My mind is getting restless, I'm so tired of bought and sold Do we only have true meaning if a price is on our soul Now I don't trust you
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This road leads to heaven That road leads to hell The other road leads to nowhere As far as I can tell Leave behind your worries Leave behind your cares Climb on board this brief excursion Be born again, a full conversion Who knows where it will lead Who knows where it will end One things sure we've never been here before I hope that we don't come again Lies and outright deception The truth gone up in flames The the only truth now is money But the money's just not the same Leave behind your squeamish conscience Leave behind your qualms Take this pill you'll feel elation Express your righteous indignation Who knows where it will lead Who knows where it will end One things sure we've never been here before And I hope that we don't come again When I was a boy, the flags were hung out, for the empire The greatest thing was god and queen and the gunfire But all I see is a trail of misery The smell of cordite, the shame of our history One things for sure we shouldn't have done that before At least we're too weak to do it again
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Exoplanet 03:09
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released April 12, 2023

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