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You moron
04:35
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You moron, you’re back home, in good old Edinburgh
You telt me, no worries, you’re him as Jim Francis
You’re way out, so spaced out, how come they let you out?
Your excess, they did press, can’t be charged on the NHS ya cunt
But it’s all right, modern art is selling high
Enough for your Californian bride
Get one job, get two jobs, then a smack on the knob
Get your soul on the dole they’ll call you an arsehole (Daniel)
No bevvy, new lassie, you come so differently
But your blade is still red for your son’s blood’s been shed
But it’s all right, aren’t we all high as fucking kites
Wallowing in the grime
‘Cause she said something: no such thing as society
Yeah she said something
And there is that one thing
That I have never forgotten, it was T.I.N.A
She said so many stupid things and I still hate Thatcher for these
She said a lot of things, like they were obvious things
But there is that one thing
That I will always remember
You moron, what you on? Well can’t you get me some?
You bastard, what s that turd? ‘Thought you could do better!
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Human error
06:23
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Automatic
Well worth the click
Feeding data
To hungry GAFAMs
It’s all so swell we’re all connected
No more contact no more time wasted
It’s just a matter of getting started
It’s just a matter of zeros and ones
Your fingerprints are digital ones
Your emotions emoticons
Is technology in excess?
Are we engaged in a game of chess?
Is AI gonna be your mate?
Why don’t you digitalize me?
So I can fit in your machinery
You probably won’t do worse than me
‘Cause I think I’m gonna go insane
If I must find another user’s name
To get access to your system
The programming harmony I contest
Will it throw Brautigan in my face
Watched by machines of loving grace
Hal can you read me? X3
Can you read me Hal? Can you read me AI? Can you read me Hal?
Hal can you read me? X3
’Cause I think I’m gonna go insane
If I must find another user’s name
And my passwords are all the same
The programming harmony I contest
Brautigan saw it in his days
Watched by machines of loving grace
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Data Mining
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Deeper Learning
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3. |
Under the influence
04:00
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Oh when he looked around at school
He saw everybody have their fill
Sure he didn’t wanna feel
Like the last left-out fool
So he started looking online
For the love story of his teens
24 / 7 rain or shine
He screened their fucks and fucked his screens
He was the kind of guy you’d just have thought a bit shy
He was the kind of bloke you’d think could take a joke
So when he found a real girlfriend
‘Tried to apply what he had seen
Oh he wasn’t so welcome
When on her face he spread his come
Ouch
So he started farting around
He was the brand new male in town
Of course he couldn’t sleep at night
Nor look at his girl in the eye
He was the kind of bloke that’d do a bit of coke
He was the kind of guy that would say never say die
Sex freedom yeah, but no fucking obligation
No porn-induced practices in your face
at 15 just to imitate what’s on screen
He was the kind of guy that would say never say die
He was the kind of bloke that would die of a stroke
Sex freedom everyday, but also gender equality
No porn-induced practices in your face
at 15 just ’cause that’s what they on screen
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4. |
This topic
03:49
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The Circle, The Road or Station Eleven,
Novels these days don’t take you to heaven
Be it a bang, the flu or yourself,
Something’s trying to wipe you off the shelf
Looking at your heart
Sleeping under the tarp,
If not the word of God,
God never talked
Surviving’s not enough
You need love and a laugh
Join the Symphony
Remember King Lear
Why is it you think
That dystopias are in?
The bleaker the present,
The scarier the future
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5. |
À bout du monde
05:20
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Des clopes, des paquets de chips, du polystyrène, des brocs
Rouges zébrés blanc plastique, un bol, un sac à dos
Des bouteilles en plastique
Des pots d’instant noodles, un gant de caoutchouc gras, une canette de soda
Un bout de lunettes miroir, des bouteilles en plastique
Un filet de plastique noir, des cartons de briques à boire, de jus d’orange, de yaourt liquide
Et ces putains de paquets de chips, ces sacs en plastique
Un sac poubelle, une tong, une bouteille de shampooing oblongue,
De bouées de bateaux des morceaux
Un peigne, une basket, un stylo
Pas de place pour la vergogne quand le soleil cogne
L’hikokomori a compris toute la collapsologie
Et les bouteilles en plastique
Je ne vous dis même pas l’atome,
Qu’ils manipulent comme des mômes
Attendant le bug final de leur machine infernale
Des cartons de pizza, canettes de soda,
Et trois jolis bidons d’huile, pour parfumer mon île
Une sculpture de chaussures, des tubes de crème solaire,
Pour les touristes on assure, fuck off les insulaires
Mac tour opérateur, son speed-boat rutilent,
Des îles il y en a ailleurs, à saloper gaiement
La maladie de l’Homme, l’addiction
Je développe
Le pouvoir, l’argent
Et ces putains d’vendredis noirs
Trop de consommation de tout
C’est un fait de nous
Le cancer de la Terre
C’est nous
Y’a plus d’poisson dans l’eau la pollution des mers
C’est nous
Et ces larmes de sirène qui resteront pérennes
C’est nous
Les déchets nucléaires y’a qu’à les foutre sous terre
C’est nous
La déforestation et on a plus d’poumon
Mais c’est nous
Mais c’est nous
7ème continent : putain d’bouteilles en plastique
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6. |
Louder than words
05:53
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