What Did You Have For Media Today? (2003)
1. Drum Heart
2. Media Today
3. Deep Inside I'm Free
4. Brain Room
1. DRUM HEART
The heart is NOT a television...The mind does not compute
The sky is not a cinema...The law is not the truth.
Seismatic, no static, play a note that sings out
looking out your belly button, gazing at the street
a deep down drum plays a roll on your skin now
jungle beat is calling you from underneath the breeze.
Sonic tonic, reaching for a Ya Ya
prima donna simian..preaching with a wah-wah,
playing jazz and rock.....funk, pop and hip-hop
music of the streets...trying to do a flip-flop
dude with a lap-top writing up the play list
high tech, low specs, doubling as a drum kit
oncoming shark...giving us a jump start
matter how you cut it, it's a DRUM HEART
Rhythm is...we are...living drums...and guitars
Drum heart...Drum heart...Drum heart...Drum heart
The heart and the head are trying to play together but
they're spazmodic, plasmatic, getting out of time
linear think tank trying to take a short-cut
while the city brothers are sweating out the rhymes.
Fame and fortune...false wonders drop fast
is it really living, or you read it in a book?
Survival, revival...trying to make your bread last
being hungry, sugar, isn't knowing to how to cook
You tumble from the sky...well don't forget a parachute
it's never really over when it never really starts
Reach way inside for your sunset trancing shoes
play the beat forever in your DRUM HEART
Rhythm is...we are...living drums...and guitars
Drum heart...Drum heart...Drum heart...Drum heart
Rhythm is...we are...Rhythm is...we are...Rhythm is...we are
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2. MEDIA TODAY
Dude...I was watching T.V. the other night, and a fist came through the box...
and socked me...in the jaw. I tried to fight back, but it whupped me, and sucked me in. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh........
Sinking down in this retroculture...
Feeling like a culture vulture
Living large in a film noir
You buy your ticket, and here you are.
With your head locked into a big, wide screen, you lose yourself in a celluloid dream,
high resolution and a digital sound, designed to amaze and to astound................
stimulates the cerebral cortex, sucks you into a dream stream vortex................
of images, characters, social morays, into the flow of high speed stories...................
ready made recipes of how to feel, when all the time, it's not real!!
WHAT DID YOU HAVE, OH YEAH, FOR MEDIA TODAY?
WHAT DID YOU HAVE, OH YEAH, FOR MEDIA TODAY?
WHAT DID YOU HAVE , OH YEAH, FOR MEDIA TODAY?
WHAT DID YOU HAVE, OH YEAH, FOR MEDIA TODAY?
Did you have some television wrapped all up in sellavision?
Did you have a cd, with your bagel and some cream cheese?
Or did you have some cnn, with talking heads of little men?
Or did you have some radio, or were you too afraidio
that a dreaded shock DJ would poke and probe your private ways
and titillate with innuendo, and DRIVE YOU BACK TO YOUR NINTENDO!
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Cd..Mp3..Dvd and Mtv....Ep ..Lp..someone's gotta help me!
Talk shows, radio, t.v. news and video..fanzines, teen mags, yellow journal, tabloid rags
Tape cassettes and scary films...anime in chat rooms..claymation, pulp fiction..
I've got a real addiction!
Game systems, cell phones..GOTTA GO PHONE HOME!
Television, sellavision, heaven and a hellavision, cd, video, getting nitty grittio
Everybody's grazing stars, who's who in big cars, 15 minutes of fame, let's play the name game
Who's me, who's you, cinematic guess who, economy's a mystery, weather's kind of blistery.
Cybernetic brainstorm, shopping sprees keep you warm.
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3. DEEP INSIDE I'M FREE
When everything is so upset, your weary soul begins to fret
Living starts to bring you down, you wear your face right on the ground
People's actions seem so cold, love itself seems to grow old
You feel like you're your own best friend, but you don't have a friend to lend
You've pissed away too many years, entertaining little fears
You see a doctor about your job, 'cause you're about to blow your top
You didn't think it would go this far, you feel like smashing your guitar
and every chance you think you mess it, grab the moment and compress it
and shout out loud, "I'm Free...deep inside of me...deep inside I'm free...deep inside of me."
Deep inside I'm free...deep inside of me...deep inside I'm free...deep inside of me.
Your body's feeling real run down, and your face is screwed into a frown
Your memory's starting to fade away, and blue is turning into gray
You're feeling old before your time, and all your stars have lost their shine
'cause they're so big, and you're so small, insignificant to all
like an ant no one ever saw, forever climbing up a wall
that's infinite, and you'll never scale, with all the tests you're bound to fail
And now you're wondering what it's worth to be a citizen of the earth
But every chance you think you'll mess it, grab the moment and compress it.
and shout out loud, "I'm Free...deep inside of me...deep inside I'm free...deep inside of me."
Deep inside I'm free...deep inside of me...deep inside I'm free...deep inside of me
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4. BRAIN ROOM
Segmentation...undulation...recitation...gestation
gray pink vibration...a time to limit agitation
Inner outer brain zone...central nervous not alone
thump the circle...play the line...feel it heavy, feel it fine
A layered dream nerve thing...metal, wood...let her ring
quick shifting mind sets...who you are is what you get
A Van Gogh shadow tree...swirly green, you and me.
Everybody's got a head...got a body, got a bed
it's delicious, no joke...wispy inner clouds of smoke
Dream stream inhalation...right place, right station
Shaking on the floor, man...I'm on the floor
Shaking on the floor, girl...you're on the floor
Where does a person go? The brain room, say hello
Where does it go from here? In the eyes and in the ears
Footsteps leaving prints...in the mood, shall we dance?
Into a deeper world...fly flags unfurled
shuffle onto bass land...be it air or be it sand
mountains come into view...fly by, not through
Shaking on the floor, man...I'm on the floor
Shaking on the floor, girl...you're on the floor
Where does a person go? The brain room, say hello
Where does it go from here? In the eyes and in the ears
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All lyrics by Mo Digliani
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