Mayhem Blues for a News Junkie by Hermitofthewoods Lyrics
[Intro]
Sample:” And there entered into Eden Estates, an intellectual who was more subtle than any serpent, and he said unto the woman, thou mayest indeed tune onto the forbidden channel and see it like it is, baby. “
[Verse 1]
Aaah, give me mayhem, violence
Steady terror in the streets
I want mass hysteria inciting riots over steady beats
I want panic and frustration, I want nations overthrown
I want gas lines blown – Emergency Broadcast Tones
Hotline telephones ringing while the fires of the sun
Burn down the cities in the wind one by one
I want cataclysmic explosions of apocalyptic proportions
Distortion of the atmosphere
Heat waves from the ocean
I want the animals to attack
And try to take back the metropolis
From monopolists as fallout drops down on top of us
Mushroom clouds above the fold on the last of the old papers
And a gasmask to save me from the hyper-toxic vapours
Base nature on display through the static of last streams
Give me gravitas - Bosch inspired scenes on TV screens
I want a head shot with a soft sting
And a slow pull for the heartstrings
Make him sing the darkening of days
And soldiers marching
[Verse 2]
Give me mayhem and violence
Tire fires and loudspeakers
Dead teachers
At the feet of angry teens with hollow features
Preachers’ speeches unwrapping
In a mass display of shifty flaws
Governments collapsing
In crashing waves of applause
Ignore the cause - concentrate completely on effect
Of events as they reflect
On the values of select interests
Show protest only as disorganized and disorderly
Disproportionately distorted
And devoid of noble motives
The avoidance of flag draped coffins is not an option
I want non-stop shots of cops dropping, guns poppin’
Refugees walking
Into previously un-broadcastable positions
And a separate feed
With Black Site interrogation transmissions
Give me a million not quite precision
Air strikes in night vision
A safe distance dinner tray taste
Of the fate of the non-living
Imprisoned by expediency
Deceiving me with immediacy
And I’m bleeding from trying to use the coax cable intravenously
Give me mayhem
Sample: “Damn it, I need to know. And I need to know now.”
Sample:” And there entered into Eden Estates, an intellectual who was more subtle than any serpent, and he said unto the woman, thou mayest indeed tune onto the forbidden channel and see it like it is, baby. “
[Verse 1]
Aaah, give me mayhem, violence
Steady terror in the streets
I want mass hysteria inciting riots over steady beats
I want panic and frustration, I want nations overthrown
I want gas lines blown – Emergency Broadcast Tones
Hotline telephones ringing while the fires of the sun
Burn down the cities in the wind one by one
I want cataclysmic explosions of apocalyptic proportions
Distortion of the atmosphere
Heat waves from the ocean
I want the animals to attack
And try to take back the metropolis
From monopolists as fallout drops down on top of us
Mushroom clouds above the fold on the last of the old papers
And a gasmask to save me from the hyper-toxic vapours
Base nature on display through the static of last streams
Give me gravitas - Bosch inspired scenes on TV screens
I want a head shot with a soft sting
And a slow pull for the heartstrings
Make him sing the darkening of days
And soldiers marching
[Verse 2]
Give me mayhem and violence
Tire fires and loudspeakers
Dead teachers
At the feet of angry teens with hollow features
Preachers’ speeches unwrapping
In a mass display of shifty flaws
Governments collapsing
In crashing waves of applause
Ignore the cause - concentrate completely on effect
Of events as they reflect
On the values of select interests
Show protest only as disorganized and disorderly
Disproportionately distorted
And devoid of noble motives
The avoidance of flag draped coffins is not an option
I want non-stop shots of cops dropping, guns poppin’
Refugees walking
Into previously un-broadcastable positions
And a separate feed
With Black Site interrogation transmissions
Give me a million not quite precision
Air strikes in night vision
A safe distance dinner tray taste
Of the fate of the non-living
Imprisoned by expediency
Deceiving me with immediacy
And I’m bleeding from trying to use the coax cable intravenously
Give me mayhem
Sample: “Damn it, I need to know. And I need to know now.”