Soft Machine

"Soft Machine Rap Virus" (Explosive cut-up x2 – Bomb this on a glitch beat) [Verse 1 – Syntax Fever] Language is a virus, check, it clings to your cortex, yah The Soft Machine coughs, uh, spits words in binary code, shit "I’m a word in a steel throat" — prisoner of phrases, lock The grammar police patrol, skrt, watching the vowels in black, 12 "Tear the pages," brrr, burn the dictionaries, flame Your brain? A scratched disc, scratch, by latex slogans, stuck "Every story is a trap" — reality? A badly glued cut-up, patch The Machine laughs in Morse, beep, hacks your subconscious, deep [Bridge – Lyric Spasm] (Bzzzt) Virus, anti-virus, the text bites its own tail (grrr) (Click) Rewrite, reinject, language is a weapon (bang bang) [Verse 2 – Text Overdose] "Writing is slicing space-time" — slice, scissors full of blood, drip The Machine shits, ugh, radioactive words, glow "Double agent," shhh, I work for chaos, mask The page bleeds, ouch, ink is old crack, high "Truth? An unassembled cut-up" — pause, search for the pieces, lost Broken consonants, crash, vowels in cardiac arrest, help "We’re magnetic tapes" — rewind, but the track erases, gone The Soft Machine melts, splat, into the dream’s asphalt, out [Outro – Haunted Slow-Mo] (…language is a virus… language is a virus…) (…the Machine… coughs… the Machine… coughs…)