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Post Pathic Profiteers w/ DJ Abilities

from "Cruel Fuel" single by Seez Mics

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This song is about a salesman who becomes frustrated that you keep buying the morally bankrupt garbage which his demons force him to sell.

lyrics

We’re in the business of being bad
Bad at understanding
And business is good
The market requires
No soul researching
Patterns of a populace cherry picked
By window shopping
Desperate displays
Of a normal nobody knows
Yet everyone expects to own.

Give us your wired, your bored befuddled asses
Staring at TV’s
We’ll color code debt they don’t have yet
Buy em in black, sell em in red
Atomize the nuclear family
Itemize the cost of conception
Insure brains against bodies
Put pills in your bottles and on your plates
Grow more grains than our bellies can hold
The starved for attention scream for scraps
When the yes men start telling you “no”
The pyramids were dreams til the schemes collapsed.

We’re in the business of being bad
Bad at understanding
And business is good
The market requires
No soul researching
Patterns of a populace cherry picked
By window shopping
Desperate displays
Of a normal nobody knows
Yet everyone expects to own.

We walk a mile in the shoes of urban youth
Then sell fear in the form of fast food
We put your head on our shoulders and say,
“There, there… by the way, the monsters are real.”
We burn books about how to build bridges
Then let the fire extinguish foundations
We build cages and call them schools
Then funnel all the rats into bigger cages
We killed hemp and electrics cars
We sell planets and sex with stars
We only fight to collect the scars
We didn’t think it would get this far.

We’re in the business of being bad
Bad at understanding
And thanks to your brand loyalty
You know, business is good
The market requires
No soul researching
Patterns of a populace cherry picked
By window shopping
Desperate displays
Of a normal nobody knows
Yet everyone expects to own
We feel for you.

Like a hand which was full of figs
Then bitten by upright pigs
Like a limb which was lost at sea
While fishing for compliments
Like the empathy you tried to grasp
But couldn’t hold without dropping cash
Like the pedestals where you place
Heroes to watch em fall from grace
Like the prayers you pray, like the flags you wave
Like the wars you wage because your god is gay
Post pathic profiteers.

credits

from "Cruel Fuel" single, released April 6, 2015
Lyrics by Seez Mics, music by Max Bent, scratches by DJ Abilities.

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