Story Behind The Song
Wrote this song in one Night, recorded the next, and havent really finished it, It still needs touch ups, but I love it.........Sandoz is a very amazing and very creative writer. We are currently working on our first album, but it probably won't be released for another year. Sandoz is currently finishing School here in atlanta. While working on this project there are plans to get out and perform once We have everything ready.........So keep your ears open...
Song Length |
5:57 |
Genre |
Electronic - Trip Hop, Electronic - Electronica |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Mood |
Cool, Composed |
Subject |
Spirituality, Philosophy |
Similar Artists |
Bjork, Garbage |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
To the insects in the market place:
It is not my lot to shoo your buzz
You are not my lot & you must go under
In the market place, you will faithfully consume
Manufactured messiahs & pre-packaged morality
Know you'll find the psalm to calm you
Know you'll find the pill to fill you
Know that you'll find out that you are no bridge to the overman
& you must go under!
If you are not aware, don't pretend to notice me
& if you don't look around, you can't say what you see
& if you won't hear my tongue, then you'll never taste it
I'm calling out the Lord of Flies
It is not my lot to shoo
Don't pretend to notice me
Look around if you can even see
& if you don't read my lips, you will never taste them
Calling out the lord of lies
It is not my lot to shoo
To the preachers of after worlds:
It is my own lot to save myself
I am not your lot & you must go under
Despisers of the flesh: They sell stock in the after world
You'll auction off your salvation
Is it ignorance or ignoring?
Know you'll find the pill to fill you
Know you'll find the psalm to calm you
Know that you'll find out that you are no bridge to the overman
& you must go under
If you are not aware, don't pretend to notice me
& if you don't look around, you can't say what you see
& if you won't hear my tongue, then you'll never taste it
I'm calling out the Lord of Flies
It is not my lot to shoo
Don't pretend to notice me
Look around; open up to what you see
& if you don't read my lips, you will never taste them
Deaf am I to hordes of lies
It is not my lot...
If you are not aware, don't pretend to notice me
& if you don't look around, you can't say what you see
& if you won't hear my tongue, then you'll never taste it
I'm calling out the Lord of Flies
It is not my lot to shoo!
& you must be willing to go under