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I’m Against NFTs
I’m against NFTs
It doesn’t matter much to me
Paper money doesn’t grow on trees (Well, sort of)
Every currency has its own sleaze
Follow the birds not the bees
Scratch that itch until it bleeds
Just for this moment address our needs
Medical bills and mouths to feed
I’m against NFTs
It doesn’t matter much to me
I need a cookie and a cashmere sweater
Strawberry Fjords forever
And if you think Ponzi stole your floozy
& Grimes grew a penis & it's a doozy
You better keep it together fjords forever
It's enough to be clever fjords forever
Would you trade a Jeff Koons for a singer who croons
How many tokens for this deed to the moon
Get your money worth nothing
And your clicks for free
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Not A Bug But A Feature
We all have a lot of drugs
It’s not a bug it’s a feature
And me I’m easily buzzed
So I can give you a bunch of my drugs
They tell me hugs not studs
They tell me don’t piss in the strudel
But I don’t care for their advice
I’ve got some drugs to make me nice
We’re having too much fun
And all the guns are loaded
And we were born to be wacked
And we were made to attack
We were born inside out
Like in a Cronenberg movie
We have lots of strange drugs
Therefore the whole thing is groovy
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Illusions Of Agency
The great society
The ideology
Culture theory
Timothy Leary
Plant a tree
Subversives on TV
Digital means free
Let’s try alchemy
R.U. Sirius
Act imperious
New edge freaks
All power to the geeks
Illusion of agency
Illusion of agency
Illusion of agency
Illusion of agency
The DNC
Crypto-anarchy
Spread a creed
Propaganda by deed
Wild schemes
My magazines
Guillotines
Control of the means
Hillary and Bill
The Triumph of the Will
A perfect peace pill
Mad skills
Illusion of agency
Illusion of agency
Illusion of agency
Illusion of agency
Spread a trope
Audacity of hope
Say nope to that joke
Demand better dope
Susan Sarandon
Charlie Manson
Hair of Samson
Dear Leader is handsome
Pontificator
Angry instigator
Be a player
Run for Mayor
Illusion of agency
Illusion of agency
Illusion of agency
Illusion of agency
Transhumanism
Ideological schisms
Elon’s cybertruck
The belief in luck
Joseph Stalin
Marty Balin
Volunteers
Rock careers
Patty Hearst
Voodou curse
America first
Melania’s purse
Illusion of agency
Illusion of agency
Illusion of agency
Illusion of agency
Stay the course
Find the source
Use force
Express remorse
Bio-engineer
Manipulate through fear
Point and jeer
Let ME steer
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I Politician Party Dogs
02:24
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Image by Chad Essley
lyrics
I’ve got a little think tank
I call it home
I ain’t too highly paid though
Just flesh and bone
I’ll put a little thingie out
On video cassette
And hope the Minister of Propaganda
Don’t get too upset
Still it all comes though
The United Matrix of America
Pagan rhythms out of Africa
Pagan shipments out of Kathmandu
From the Aztecs to the Ming
Genetic carnival on wings
We’ve got a little freak show
We call it “The Hunchback Squeaks”
And then I politician
I get on up and I speaks
“I got a lotta rage” he cries
“And lots of irony”
You’re baboons in a cage” he lies
“I’m going to set you free”
Still it all comes though
The United Matrix of America
Pagan rhythms out of Africa
Pagan shipments out of Kathmandu
From the Aztecs to the Ming
Genetic carnival on wings
Gotta get back to L.A. now
Got a media jones
Talking with the network boys
and taking out more loans
I get 3 minutes on NBC
Attack the ruling class
I've got 4 friends at NASA now
If I have to move my ass
Still it all comes though
The United Matrix of America
Pagan rhythms out of Africa
Pagan shipments out of Kathmandu
From the Aztecs to the Ming
Genetic carnival on wings
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I Used To Dance Between The Raindrops
Sure… I was microdosing
But I swear that this is true
I used to dance between the raindrops
And I didn’t even have to move
I used to go out in a downpour
My umbrella left behind
And come home barely moistened
And I wasn’t really trying
It was just a strange presentiment
Yet manifestly so
I used to dance between the raindrops
Be dry when I got home
I used to attract beautiful women
I have no idea how
I'd get past the first impression
Make that magical connection
I find it hard to even credit
These memories of the past
I’m not sure if it was magic
Or just my trippy stash
Sure… I was microdosing
But I swear that this is true
I used to dance between the raindrops
And I didn’t even have to move
I used to go out in a downpour
My umbrella left behind
And come home barely moistened
And I wasn’t really trying
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Avant God Drone Swarm
04:54
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Avant God
I want an avant god
Loving perversity
Unlimited diversity
Optimized for your VR cabal
Totally portable
Sometimes snortable
Gendered or not
Maybe subject to rot
Why not?
The avant god is as real
As the knees on which they kneel
Try to keep it on an even keel
The kind of god you have to steal
The avant god is false
The kind of god you must report
The kind of god that misses court
The kind of god you know you want
I want an avant god
Loving perversity
Unlimited diversity
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The World is Flat
The world is flat
Flattened by fat cats
And it’s gone off its tracks
I don’t even want it back
And there’s a lack of slack
People running in packs
Forming alliances
Wounding with appliances
Yes the world is flat
Run by some entitled hacks
And we can see the cracks
Living in our little shacks
The world is flat
Flattened by fat cats
And it’s gone off its tracks
I don’t even want it back
And there’s a lack of slack
People running in packs
Forming alliances
Wounding with appliances
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St Jude Was A Cypherpunk
St Jude was a cypherpunk
R.U. was a crank
They thought they'd take down the bank
As a funny cute little prank
They started up a crypto clique
It turned into a monster
Were they trying to make things right
Or just to impress Jody Foster?
She am what she am a crypto-anarchist
She ain't what she ain't a crypto-antichrist
I know what I want — I want to smoke a blunt
I don't need a weatherman to feel pretty vacant
We've got crypto to the moon
We'll send cypherpunks to mars
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Live Free Or Dye Your Hair Blue
What will you wear to the new civil war?
Live free or dye your hair blue
Who’s gonna be your new Tipper Gore?
Live free or dye your hair blue
Did you beat the militias to the gun store?
Live free or dye your hair blue
What will you wear to the new civil war?
Live free or dye your hair blue
Will it be televised virtual or raw?
What will you wear to the new civil war?
Will it be tearful fearful and more?
What will you wear to the new civil war?
They’ve got the bullets we’ve got the queens
What will you wear to the new civil war?
Scare ‘em up with pictures of guillotines
What will you wear to the new civil war?
His name’s Erik Prince and he’s not funky
Live free or dye your hair blue
Should we wear grunge or a wee bit punky?
Live free or dye your hair blue
Frilly shirts & scarves like those elegant junkies?
Live free or dye your hair blue
What will you wear to the new civil war?
Live free or dye your hair blue
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MONDO is Italian for World
When I opened up her fridge
Saw tablespoons of monkey jizz
Preserved within a box of lemons
Next to the tarantula venom
That is when I had to see
This was just the gal for me
All along the citadel
Physicists were raising hell
Alchemists were raising heaven
Magicians were raising seven
Fools were shouting 23
This must be the place for me
Soon an apparition came
Carrying a vial of fame
Pleased to meet you what’s my name?
“I’m the scepter and the stain”
Come on in, call me “him”
Take this number, call up Tim
It was all a mad charade
And a glorious freak parade
Some got screwed but some got laid
Most got something some got paid
Mondo is Italian for world
I knew this had to be my girl
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Our Cruel Father Who Art Beheaded
Our cruel father who art beheaded
Shallow be thy almost long tail
Thy ghosts are feted no statues erected
& all the tasty treatises are pungent stale
You took a wish upon a star
Even your golf game was subpar
And there’s no remorse just one less source
Of crumblin’’ dice & slammed shut doors
Our cruel father
Lost his head
Who will bake
All the children bread
Who will run
The important biznesses
Who will count
All the lesser sicknesses
Our cruel father who art beheaded
Swallowed much too much for one man
Took his sadness to the blood bank
Now there’s nothing much left to brand
With all the sins the eater consumes
All the letting a million lilacs bloom
All the fantasies dreamed by the TV
All the tricks that say can you see
Our cruel father
Lost his head
Who will bake
All the children bread
Who will run
The important biznesses
Who will count
All the lesser sicknesses
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God Save The King
God save the king
& that Italian fascist lady
God save bathtub methedrine
& all the QAnon crazies
God save the queen & Johnny lyndon
God save the war machine and Joseph Biden
God save the draft dodging Russian jam
God save Roger Stone and proud boys-to-man
God save the Mar-a-lago burial golf course
Good save and preserve the Trumpian Space Force
He groped Tila Tequila in ner swastika undies
& still got the votes of the Christian fundies
God save Italy where fascism began
God save the pop stars and their spray-on tans
God save the crypto and all the coins that are minted
god save those infected by restrictions lifted
God save the king & the need to belong
God save me from another ignored song
God save the geeks & their clever angry tweets
God save the few true original freaks
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R.U. Sirius & Various Bands San Francisco, California
Photo above by Eve Berni
R.U. Sirius and his various bands past, present and future.
R.U. Sirius was Editor in chief of legendary cyberpunk magazine MONDO 2000 in the early 1990s. Since then, he swallowed the sun in entirety and has given up acid for antacid. Bands include Party Dogs and Mondo Vanilli among others
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