Everything You See
Utopia
Success
Geek Manifesto

Everything You See

Don’t believe the hype or listen to the rumour that says its fun to be a mindless consumer it makes me sick but its not a tumour so clear the stage and give me some room-a see we only get half a side to every story and advertorials well they kind a bore me and media bias does nothing for me with some old story for reporters glory with some weight loss break through a disease to scare you yes its true and how dare you question ray on what’s presented we just eat it up and never get offended but ill amend it before im ended so take this truth and start to bend it there’s still some minds not demented only one life how u gunna spend it?

Do u believe in everything that you see, coz its only truth that’s setting you free do u believe in everything that they show, you will only learn what they want you to know..

We are mindless androids getting paranoid these so called facts just don’t fill the void change a Polaroid read a new tabloid never overjoyed but im always annoyed I psychoanalyse like Sigmund Freud but honesty and truth we seem to avoid real truth sets the captives free real truth remains through history real truth well it captured me aint see real truth that much lately especially on the news challenging my views unfortunately its on the station you choose

Why does deception shape our perceptions and lies flood down my tv connections without corrections they control conceptions of what truly is love and affection but we are lacking direction and omitting the truth coz a current affair does not equal proof so im forced to ponder and to filter my eyes to scrutinize to analyse but it’s a sobering thought when you come to realise that your whole foundation is based on lies like how the foolish things confound the wise the truth shall rise wise the truth shall rise

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Utopia

Put an umbrella in my drink, I don’t want to think
My eyes are closed, in a permanent blink
These brews I sink, those bikinis pink
Hey...This aeroguard is starting to stink
I’m on holidays like I’m at centrelink
This bike I dink, those eyes do wink
Ill meet you later at the rollerskating rink
But first things first, my arms need some ink
Im on the brink, don’t need a shrink
I just need to hear those tongs start to clink
Then to bed I slink, to fly with tink
Just let me sleep in a little bit longer
And ill pretend that ive drifted near tonga
Where im wearing an orange saronga
And All the people know all of my songas
Where its always right and never wronga
Where people join the end of my conga…
And im lost in the Pacific Ocean
I could get used to this peaceful emotion
No ones starting another commotion
And no ones fighting for their next promotion
we slow down the motion, Now here’s the notion
its love and devotion so Just pass the lotion

Im a lazy bloke, I’m almost broke,
But I found the cash to make it to Stradbroke
I breathe the air but I don’t choke
The sky is weird, hey where’s the smoke?
It looks like rain but its raining coke
We all start to soak, but its just one big joke
The barbie I stoke, the bangers I poke
The neighbours I woke, are friendly folk
This island gets funkier than tone loc
Where the natives are perpetually smilin’
And theres no stress in my daydream island
And theres no mistakes in my freestylin
And theres no phones that need to be dialling
And theres no papers that I need to be filing
And theres no floors that I need to be tiling
And theres no need for me to drive my laser
As I kick back just south of fraser
And theres no snow or clouds of haze-r
And theres nothing there that will phase ya
And theres a booking agent who actually pays ya
And theres an fm station who actually plays ya
And theres adoring fans that will amaze ya
As I waste the days away
I don’t think ill be going into work today

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Success

1300 techniques to impress nerds and geeks got enough flavour to last all 52 weeks this one goes out to those fixated with green and spend their spare time counting their beans and it seems that all of us are just fiends who have different goals and share different dreams but you wont find joy in a packet of pay there’s a void in your life ‘cause you ’re created that way

I guess it depends how you measure success, I can still breathe I am still blessed, I guess it depends how measure success, ‘cause all these possessions just don’t impress

Of mice and men from Barbie to Ken people go crazy for moula and yen and the rupees got lots of groupies who think that currency will eventually please and ease this feeling of discontent but when the dough’s spent all the joy went out the door like before so you go get some more some people were happier when they were poor

And I don’t think its funny how we worship sport and money putting up casinos in the land of milk and honey on sunny days you can’t put a price life is so short and you can’t come back twice so maybe place value on the things that will last the future is yours the past is the past those who hate their clothes should be happy they’re dressed I guess it depends how you measure success

So to what do you give your devotion? Do you just aspire for another promotion what legacy will you leave when you go? ‘Cause we only reap what we only sow…

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Geek manifesto

I don’t get out that much at all
I sit around for the phone to call
Spend too much time on the internet
I have a rock that is my pet
I hate break-ups and goodbyes
I watch re-runs of family ties
I talk to girls and I go frozen
Perhaps that’s why im never chosen
The ladies say “please don’t bore me”
I don’t know why they all ignore me.
Sometimes words just aint enough
“ so….do you like stuff?”
I know the answers to catch phrase
I was a tree in two school plays
I never got a school detention
I have a disorder that needs attention
And my car I must confess that
Volvos just don’t impress
I don’t know why but sometimes I cry
like at the end of ‘the boy who could fly’
for no reason I get all emo
in touching moments in finding nemo
I choked up in I am sam
I am Richie Cunningham
I struggle with coordination
I study for examinations
I never got a valentine
I was never made to write out lines
I need glasses I had braces
I trip over my shoelaces
I always seem to finish last
I am ghetto middle class
I got kicked out of tae kwon doe
My reflexes are really slow
When I’m funny no one laughs
No one wants my autograph
Equations I decipher
I am milhouse and paul Pfeiffer
No one buys my merchandise
No one wants my free advice
People walk out during my set
I write songs that you forget
Like this one…

(talking)

Writing rhymes and flows, playing garage shows, monopoly and hungry hippos
A bloody nose, watching grass grow, if only time froze, id know id return to the time when my only concern was to ensure that the house didn’t burn, what did we learn to whom did we turn, killing spiders, flies, ants and worms, avoiding girls germs, a skateboard a BMX, throwing rocks at the opposite sex, yeah I hope that hurt coz u threw my mates lunch in the dirt, and now I’ve ripped all the buttons off my shirt, near where I lost my marbles and soldiers, when I didn’t carry any weight on my shoulders, I’ve lost that joy now I’m older, I feel my heart has grown much colder… Brown paper packages tied up with string…
Keep the complex, I need the simple things
On the back of the bus we used to sing…
Ive got a popper what did you bring?
kicking a footy in the park, riding bikes after dark, provoking dogs till they start to bark, kicking that goal, taking that mark, playing the lark, swimming with sharks in my nightmares and In dreams chasing mr whippy for some ice creams, choosing cricket teams, touching high beams and it seems that ive lost who I really am inside, I thought I’d change the harder I tried…

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