Tea R Sea: Social Fabric / PS Perkins: Four Thousand Dollar Shoes

Collab w the great @Tea_are_sea (source tracks) FREE DOWNLOADS ENABLED PS Perkins of Mystic Tape Deck: Lyrics, Guitar, Robot Drums, Slice n Dicer, Salad Spinner, Snuggling Bears, Toenail Creams ----------------------------------------------- Soundless syllables tumble from clacking keyboards No breath behind them, no flapping meat of tongue No hiss of air squirting through saliva moistened glands Words hurled into the ether, never piercing air Just a void of space between screen and brain And endless war, all around us human suffering Rattling guns spraying hot globs of lethal loathing Led by lecherous liars, far removed in boardrooms Rolling across their polished marble floors In luxurious leather chairs Sprays of spittle, squabbling over jagged graphs Submerged in sticky syrups Selling toenail creams Stain removers, starchy stiffeners, snuggling bears Glitter ponies gliding through morning scented meadows Where the wallet fruit hang ripe, heavy and sweet with sap Honey dripping from their checkbooks Self appointed, self anointed deities, hidden dealers of death Life affirming, fate confirming algorithmic determinations Bloated words, puffy and gaseous, Farting out of flaring mouths Exhaust pipes roaring, belching blackened clouds The song of industry now ineludible, vibrational prisons Noxious noise where a hundred years ago there was silence Murmuring melodies of malodorous murder machines Something to sell you, something to tell you Coins to jingle gently in your pocket As gluttonous gobs drip with drool Leaving slobbery stains and muddy smears Ground into the social fabric By the twisting intemperate heels Of four thousand dollar shoes