All my friends are as sharp as razors
cut you down if you touch the faders
High class girls hung in elevators
Now we have got the floor

And whomsoever shall be found
Without the soul for getting down
Must stand and face the hounds of hell
And rot inside a corpse's shell

Girl, let me touch u there
I wanna feel u

Little German boi
Being pushed around
Little German boi
In a German town

Woak up this morning
Got urself a gun

Oh fuck
There's a horse in the hospital

It's the beginning of the end and I
Don't know where we lost control

Is someone calling me?
I hear my name

Look at the sky
Look at the river
Isn't it good?

Lost in a world that only
Criticises all of my sins
Who are they to say the understand
The way that I've had to live?
There was a day that we could live or die,
Fall upon the sword
Of all the words we spoke of such a tragedy
To everyone and so much more

I need to know
Are we living in a picture show?
That these feelings that we
Fear are black and white
I feel that I'm coming to
The point of no return

Throw that pumpkin at the tree
Unless you think that pumpkin holds your destiny

Well I pray in my final hour
For the people who yet must die
For the liars and the robbers
And the cheating crimes
Who tortured the deadly times

Well, I've written home to mother
The ink ran from my tears
I said, "Momma, momma, oh please
Tell me why you brought me here"

Well I’m the monkey that you’ve always been afraid of
I’m the spirit that haunts your dreams
Deep inside,
Don’t you have a little bit of sympathy?

Cause everyone h8s a tourist
Especially one who thinks it's
All such a laff

“Karaoke Common People Pulp”
By Karaoke Along
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7QlfR4cu3zY

You're a bedtime story
The one that keeps the curtains closed
And I hope you're waiting for me
Cause I can’t make it on my own

Poor dunce
He pushed back the pigmen
The Barbs laughed
The fool is dead

Lights are flashing, cars are crashing
Getting frequent now
I've got the spirit, lose the feeling
Let it out somehow

I like love
But I don’t know
All these girls
They come and go
Always nothing
Left to say
And I resent everyone
Ever since I was young
I'm starting to understand
What's going on and how it's planned

I woke up, can't wait to eat
Got my cereal, boy was I beat
Opened the fridge, and to my dismay
There was no milk, my mother will pay

I stand here bored and look at you
Clapping like monkeys at a zoo
A horde of maladjusted miscreants
All pumped and primed, just what could possibly be
Limping through
Your one-track minds? I can't believe you wonder
Why i think that you're the enemy

Bleating and babbling they fell on his neck with a scream
Wave upon wave of demented avengers
Marched cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream

I've been around the world
And every story ends the same
But when the lights are dim
You won't remember my name
I don't want no scars to show
I don't want no one to know
So I'll be killing time in the Blue Shadows

Soundscape - D125 can be found here:

https://freesound.org/people/Ellary/sounds/319985/
https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0/

If you didn't care
What happened to me
And I didn't care for you

We would zig-zag our way
Through the boredom and pain
Occasionally glancing up through the rain

Wondering which of the
Buggers to blame
And watching for pigs on the wing

As you know, Kurt "Calamari Sutra" Eichenwald is a big fan of tentacle hentai. When he's not whacking it to monsters from the deep, Kurt "Ramming Qt Grills With My Tendrils" Eichenwald likes to take to Twitter to push politics and get people locked up for gifs. Though some narrow-minded bigots may shame him for his perverse, pulpy longings, I for one salute Kurt "Cthulhu Is My Waifu" Eichenwald, and push for the day when he, too, and those like him, will be able to make a public display of their love in front of Yog-Sothoth and their families. The hashtag is #CalamarriagEquality. Get it trending for Kurt!

The over-indulgent machines were their children
There wasn't a way down on Earth here to cool them
Cause they looked just like humans
At Kresge's and Woolworth's
But decadent brains were at work to destroy
Rats in battalions were ruling the street scene
Generation landslide
Closed the gap between 'em

And I laughed to myself at the men and the ladies
Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies