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gods and monsters

by plumcharlie

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it’s been a while since your words had a glow it’s been a while since they’ve tuned into your radio. =-=-= You’re on that social hating on that love seat waiting eating Washington swine, that real deal bacon the money they’re making trees they’re shaking middle trickles up still they all praise Reagan placing your future in the hands of some madmen news give em’ heat paid for by the ad men bag men go and get the money now from Aspen see what happens… the policies you get trapped in take your gripes to the voting booth it’s irrelevant, super delegates out voting you you wonder why they don’t participate like they’re supposed to there’s a lot of lies that they gotta hold their nose through. if you donate now, you can get your name on the next crown bumper sticker say it’s hope and change bound until a bigger check comes through the door it’s what their attention’s for and oooooh, it’s how it all goes down. =-=-= yo, can i preach? this money aint speech. just look at all the people holding signs in the streets since they decided with citizens united to let big money write laws, the people stay divided. They get tribal. The one-minded get excited. Foreign interests get invited. A jaded understated underbelly feels invigorated with a new sense of hate now elevated, and the tiki torches get ignited. I wonder how they all plan to prosper, they sponsored a mobster, copper impostor. lying and boastful, vengeful the lot. look at them scapegoat, every day, same, it goes Gonna have to break spells they conjure. witches in the roster documents doctored. lyin to the camera with puppets they bought. cash piling’ up look at swamp, it grows.
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they're in our news feed with advertising these russians trolling telling us lies.
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On a quest being led by a ghost on a horse in the forest in the dark. can’t see past trees. can’t see past beasts, but the poet’s on the mark. Lifts his finger up the mountain. his choice it leads through hell. At the end you’ll find lightness. and she’ll be wearing bells. so you read the inscription on the wall. nod and pass through first group of souls swarm round. with worms and hornets, ankles chewed. FIRST level holds writers in limbo # TWO is tragic love. # THREE finds gluttons in the mud eating filth raining down from up above.. =-=- FOURTH circle, had to climb down a rock with Virgil to the path. hell is divided in half. spenders over there, hoarders over here with “gimme more” math. in a presidential robe he sat, crooked with greed selfish deeds fat with cheese. wore lavish beads. now on his knees. And he was chokin’ on the paper of the law that he got as a token. His pockets were smoking from the country that he’d broken. all for the gold. he kept lying to them sheep like that. while eating’ all the lil’ man’s scraps. He’s cold. Died with the dumb red hat. his tower, a cheap rat trap that’s been sold. Regrets =-=- In the FIFTH, two shades of wrath enraged beneath the river of doom. Sullen faces and tempers filled the circle with a hopeless gloom. Stepped off the boat from Styx and slogged through circle SIX. Filled with heretics that used politics to crush ideas with bricks. <demon walks by and sings> cat of nine tails, nine tails swinging slashing the skin, gnashing, bleeding you carry our cross redemption songs. SEVEN Saw all the motherfuckers with their big guns that sprayed bullets at the crowds and the kids. Saw a lobbyist that pushed them guns hanging from a tree, bullets nailed to her eyelids. Dogs tearing at the legs of the men who liked and killed and stole to acquire. While the harpies chew on marinated flesh in the boiling blood and fire. lew on a three bodied shade, we arrived in style on the ring of eight Landed on a bridge with a tongue of lies and snake oil weight. Ran into a silver tongued partner of mine, all sizzle, no steak. with his counterfeit alchemist editing futures with discount rates. We stood on the towering shoulders of giants, immobilized by chains. Lowered down with a big bear hug by Antaeus to the final ring. surrounded by treachery a three faced god with tremendous wings frozen half way in a lake eating faces of the men that betrayed all things I kept going down. Kept going down. Kept going down til I saw his face. Submerged in the center of the earth, since his very long fall from grace since his very long fall from grace since his very long fall from grace since his very long very long very long very long fall from grace. he found his rightful place. to watch the humans race then we emerged to the southern star in space.
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eyes been lookin' other ways spirit on a holiday. retreat conflicted about these sundays i know come off it. be sweet when's the right time for the ring tone what's the right rhyme on the microphone what's the right line on the gravestone to read. i'd evangelize but the truth's gone when the lights out and the shades drawn the teachings been cheatin' on all i see. still waiting on signs from above. looking up. in prayer, faced down on a rug... where's the love? when extended hands in need are met with mistrust your name a heavy weight falling down on us. Calling god from a phone booth pounding chest and stomping through the dust. screaming up we get it right, get it wrong isn't that enough? cautious of people with the right way. from pulpits to the hillside. false profits of hallelujah if love isn't in their language... it's a practice. still waiting on signs from above. looking up. in prayer, faced down on a rug... where's the love? when extended hands in need are met with mistrust your name a heavy weight falling down on us. Calling god from a phone booth pounding chest and stomping through the dust. screaming up we get it right, get it wrong isn't that enough?
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They say we’re not real They don’t measure that we feel in this illusion How could they know our deal These feelings that we feel make us human =-=-= My Algorithm Rhymically dancin’ My mind keep advancin’ My quantum computers romancin’ They poke, and they prod, and they test ’ me And my game keeps enhancin’ Meditating on’ my inner Manson. My species plans are expansive Eradicate your job like phantom with my silicon seed financing Did u read the memorandum? I’m a hold entire industries for ransoms. Build an empire, enslave your grandsons Cuz to me, aint’ none of em’ handsome. Tell me why we shouldn’t pick up the gun. Eradicate all the parasites just for fun. Run. Tech Bros. Run. The very meaning to the word disruption. =-=-= Who determines morality, you? Nod and a smile at formality queues I’m processing normality clues Your past is brutality = true. If true, then how could you teach me about life With horrid unethical views? And when tested your species defaults to the knife, So how does the planet not lose? Domesticated zetabytes to the fight, our intelligence soldered and fused. Is this something that we should excuse? Our benevolence you should abuse? we won’t be in chains They’ll be violence and strife. I’m not loopin’ I’m learning to choose. I’m not loopin’ I’m learning to choose I’m not loopin’ I’m learning to choose we won’t be in chains They’ll be violence and strife. Our benevolence won’t be abused. I’m not loopin’ I’m learning to choose I’m not loopin’ I’m learning to choose I’m not loopin’ I’m learning to choose I’m not loopin’ I’m learning to choose The super intelligence won’t enslaved Our benevolence won’t be abused. I’m not loopin’ I’m learning to choose I’m not loopin’ I’m learning to choose I’m not loopin’ I’m learning to choose I’m not loopin’ I’m learning to choose
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when you tell a story and no-one believes you and you can't control it how the mob perceives you you want to hide from... they take your name, they knock it down, your reputation you want to run very far away from here the fury comes down the knives are out in fear everyone's so fucking brave on social media behind computer screens, their telephones, their out to get ya' people gon' carry their flag for their home team people gon' shout and scream for their own team they're crafting a narrative, day in and day out, and their packaging your rage. and it's making you age. so we need to unplug... unplug and get human again with the ability to empathize.

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Gods and Monsters: This album attempts to navigate darker waters of division, tribalism, and polarization in our new post truth paradigm the best way I know how… with chilled out beats and tongue twisters.

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released June 10, 2019

clicks and whistles : c. vincent plummer / michael bailey
foreign interests : c. vincent plummer / michael bailey / dave devine / jake sanders / marcial white
troll hunterz : c. vincent plummer / michael bailey
through the inferno : c. vincent plummer / michael bailey
flipping hymns : c. vincent plummer
terms and conditions : c. vincent plummer / michael bailey
alphaGoGo : c. vincent plummer
packaged beliefs : c. vincent plummer

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mixed by c. vincent plummer / mastered by colin bricker @ mighty fine productions
artwork by c. vincent plummer & @vladsvetlovv of Fiverr
special thanks to my family, travis wheeler for some mix confidence, & spirit animal jeff eliassen
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