Meat Beat Manifesto: Edge Of No Control Pt. 1

"Hello Jack! Hey it's Mark!
And I'm at the studio!
And uh, hey man, just wanted to see what's up
And I wanted to give you some BPM's as long as I got your message machine here
We got 117
We got 93
We got 94.5
We got 112..."

Rrreeeeauuuuh

Rrreeeeauuuuh

Demonstrated
Obliterated
Led by the nose like a bull to the arena
Of imperfection
Will you fold under the pressure
Of will you rise to the pleasure
Of seeing the end in sight
The end of conformity in everyday light
Sterilized
Dehumanized
Taken to the edge of no control
Putting the hamstrings of international agenda
Will lead to global mass hysteria
Punching holes in the ozone
Of everyday reality is a possibility
Could it be the halcyon days
Of pre-hole existence are numbered stacked
Filed and then remembered
This is a global warning

Man made and rectified
Disciplined for mass production, my assumption
Of the way things run
You're looking down the end of a gun
Misinformation of the things that we have done
Concentration of liberation
Ignorance is the curse of the nation
Almost everywhere
A state of disrepair

Stunned at the contradiction on show
Symptoms analyzed
Never recognized as the root of the problem
Once again it's time to let go
You're letting your feelings show
Positive thinking to mass extinction
Maximize capitalize realize
Do you dreams replay the past, if not
What do your dreams forecast
Take the opportunity to assess the structure
Think with an open mind
Lead to a fresh dimension of culture
Communicate it's never too late
Just realize
This is a cause and effect for a
Misguided president's elect
Never show emotion
No development, just devotion
To pie in the sky

Man made and rectified
Disciplined for mass consumption, my assumption
Of the way things are
You can't look back
It's gone too far
From everything you are
Concentration of liberation
Ignorance is the curse of the nation
Almost everywhere a state of disrepair

Yeah

Man made and rectified
Disciplined for mass production, no solution
For the way things are
You can't look back
It's gone too far
From everything you are
Everything you are
In every single way
I'm pushing you too far
There's nothing you can say
For everything you are
In every single way
I'm pushing you too far
There's nothing you can say
For everything you are
In every single way
I'm pushing you too far
There's nothing you can say

(A symbol of soul, governing man)

Man made and rectified
Disciplined for mass consumption, my assumption
Of the way things run
You're looking down the end of a gun
Misinformation for the things that we have done
Concentration of liberation
Ignorance is the curse of the nation
Almost everywhere
A total state of disrepair
Yet still we're unaware
Man made and rectified
Disciplined for mass production, no solution
For the way things are
You can't look back
It's gone too far
From everything you are
Everything you are
In every single way
I'm pushing you too far
There's nothing you can say
There's nothing you can say
There's nothing you can say
There's nothing you can say