Verse 1

Now, you’re listening to the tales from the windswept sails, of the ones who prevail, never frail, hail,
Words from the text of the whitewashed decks, flex the next to attract inspections,
make the corrections, connections from all sections,
Directions displayed diagrammatically, acrobatically evident,
comes the one who will represent, with testament to my detriment,
Never let it be said that we never tried to hide and glide past, those who we outclassed and outcast,
the faster the flow goes, then the faster the foe knows, we’ll be ripping up phono’s,
Chose to remain in the same vein, and what I explain, goes the same for the mainframe,
Games are being played with the lives of the young minds, who open their eyes to find blinds,
time’s, a secondary factor in the need to react to, thoughts brought forth from the chapter,
adapt to, the mistakes of sending tapes to fakes and snakes, as the sleeper awakes,
he baits, the hook line and sinker, how could you think to, propose that we froze and be blinkered,
As distinct from the next man, with the next plan, for the next band, on the other hand, we stand,
And then deliver a river of metaphors from all fours, floors and there’s no pause,
Cause and effect set the wheels in motion, so the tide has turned in the ocean, hoping,
For a better way or a better day, to say what I say, and ensure it gets airplay, hey..

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Verse 2

I... tried and tried but too many of them lied, mothers cried, then they slide to the side, gui-ded,
by the visionless, witness this precision first and then we can decide who is the decisionless,
Missionless minds make for missionless kinds, so try to find those kinds in their primes sometimes,
Some minds are made up, and some of them are laid up, in order to get weighed up and paid up,
But that’s living life in darker shade of the upgrade, put yourself on parade and be displayed,
dismayed at the distractions, and then the detractions, preventing all counteractions,
factions are providing assistance, we’re showing persistence, plus we’re showing resistance for
instance, standing in the midst of a cyst or a cancer, what’s the answer?
A chance to advance or enhance the, distributive process, so that we can take no less,
than what’s at a second guess, the second best, test, the waters for orders,
and please don’t cut any corners, and if you have to cut corners then forewarn us,
or adorn us with the facts of the situation,
there’s no need to be feeding false information, the patience is still tried and tested,
you uproot the truth for which we have quested, suggested solutions for matters of complexity,
but still you are distressing me and vexing me, who’s next to be?,
featured on the hit list so they can be dismissed with quickness, a victim of the business,
Is this progress? If so it’s slow yes, so speed it up by giving us what we need it up,
read it up in the books, absorb rhymes, lines and pages, we’re going through stages for ages,
cages, and even barriers couldn’t carry us, or ferry us or follow us, or stop us looking at tomorrow as,
we should do, could do, or maybe even would do, see the crap that you put us through,
so, if the proof is in the pudding, then pass me the pudding,
so I can see the fucking proof that you put in...

Chorus (to end)