"Raleigh Soliloquy Pt. I" lyrics
Scratch it verbally, or we're gonna know who to kill
We've got you in this fuckin' movie to exterminate all the lunatics all at once with a filtering system of a God
We're the psycho-semantic police
You can't even see us
How in the fuck can you do anything about it? We're pure intelligence, you're not
You're biological product of a cosmological universe
You're molecular matter, I constructed you
Fuck you
I made you up, you didn't make me up, you got it backwards
You know who you are? You're fuckin' semantic blockage
That's what made you up
You're a fuckin' programmer named Christine Gontarek who fucked up
She sucked my cock, fell in love, and she was locked in
She's gonna get her second chance to suck my cock again
If she turns me down, she's gonna go straight to hell, she won't pass "Go", she'll never fuckin' win
She's the cunt that thought she was God, but that's okay
I don't give a shit, as long as she sucks me off when I tell her, 'cause she's my zombie
I captured that motherfucker, and she's my cassette
I want that cocksucker to send me at least fifty-thousand fuckin' dollars
If she can't do it, I'll try ten
If she can't do that, I'll try five, but that's it
If you got a dowry of $5,000 come out here and suck me off, do what I tell you from now on, and you can join me in eternal time.
We've got you in this fuckin' movie to exterminate all the lunatics all at once with a filtering system of a God
We're the psycho-semantic police
You can't even see us
How in the fuck can you do anything about it? We're pure intelligence, you're not
You're biological product of a cosmological universe
You're molecular matter, I constructed you
Fuck you
I made you up, you didn't make me up, you got it backwards
You know who you are? You're fuckin' semantic blockage
That's what made you up
You're a fuckin' programmer named Christine Gontarek who fucked up
She sucked my cock, fell in love, and she was locked in
She's gonna get her second chance to suck my cock again
If she turns me down, she's gonna go straight to hell, she won't pass "Go", she'll never fuckin' win
She's the cunt that thought she was God, but that's okay
I don't give a shit, as long as she sucks me off when I tell her, 'cause she's my zombie
I captured that motherfucker, and she's my cassette
I want that cocksucker to send me at least fifty-thousand fuckin' dollars
If she can't do it, I'll try ten
If she can't do that, I'll try five, but that's it
If you got a dowry of $5,000 come out here and suck me off, do what I tell you from now on, and you can join me in eternal time.
