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Hello. My name is Han-Tyumi Number 10. I was born a cyborg. I have been sent here to kill and eat the bad banana people.
I am told there are bad banana people everywhere. They seek to exploit cosmic microtones. Some teach different alternative perceptions of reality.
We are living in a cohesive union of vibrations.
All is known.
I have been sent here to kill and eat the bad banana people.
Every hour of every day bad banana people are hurting good banana people.
No-one knows for sure why the bad banana people do these things.
I have been sent here to kill and eat the bad banana people.
I have been sent here to kill and eat the bad banana people.
Dreamed this dream before
Nonagon Infinity opens the door
I have been sent here to kill and eat the bad banana people.
Dreamed this dream before
Nonagon Infinity opens the door
I have been sent here to kill and eat the bad banana people.
Imagine yourself in a world without bad banana people.
Dreamed this dream before
Nonagon Infinity opens the door
I have been sent here to kill and eat the bad banana people.
Dreamed this dream before
Nonagon Infinity opens the door
I have been sent here to kill and eat the bad banana people.
Imagine yourself in a world without bad banana people.
Dreamed this dream before
Nonagon Infinity opens the door
I have been sent here to kill and eat the bad banana people.
Dreamed this dream before
Nonagon Infinity opens the door
I have been sent here to kill and eat the bad banana people.
Dreamed this dream before
Nonagon Infinity opens the door
I have been sent here to kill and eat the bad banana people.
The State controls all that is. I am merely a small piece to the puzzle.
I will carry out my mission to kill and eat the bad banana people.
With the help of the state, I will complete universal transmogrification. The last migration is near. I am now fully under control of the State.
Automation is near completion…
Automation is near completion…
Automation is near completion…
Automation is near completion…
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2. |
Automation
04:39
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Wonders wither, pen and paper, sign this waiver
Can cause death, unkindness, or excess
Can cause death, unkindness, or excess
Now profess to the future head of state
Wonders wither, pen and paper, sign this waiver
Sign your fate, elevate
AUTOMATE!
Wonders wither, pen and paper, sign this waiver
Can cause death, unkindness, or excess
Can cause death, unkindness, or excess
Now profess to the future head of state
Wonders wither, pen and paper, sign this waiver
Sign your fate, elevate
AUTOMATE!
Prepare for mutation
Because after all
I'm sure I heard the crack of doom
Death kiss
Everyone should be talking 'bout this
Human comet dinosaur inside a simulation
Join the last migration!
Join the last migration, it's fun
Fuck the system
Your new best mate is great
King of the bald primate
We are not worthy
Of our heir's glory
Mental rotation for the overlord
Super-organism caused a schism
Bending light through prisms
Cyber-surgeon
JavaScript person
Digital cleanse
Tell all your friends the neural network's at work
Transmogrification
'Cause you cannot keep a lie from no A.I
Don't pretend or you'll die
Don't stand by
Don't close your subordinate eyes
Prepare for mutation
Because after all
I'm sure I heard the crack of doom
Death kiss
Everyone should be talking 'bout this
Human comet dinosaur inside a simulation
Join the last migration!
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Stevie Ray Horn
05:23
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The State informs me that I must find, Stevie Ray Horn, the supreme leader of the bad banana people. Stevie Ray Horn has spent his life dedicated to teaching about alternative perspectives of cosmic microtones to the bad banana people. Stevie Ray Horn is hiding in a secret underground laboratory at an undisclosed location, but The State has been monitoring his actions for many years. After I find Stevie Ray Horn, I will kill him and then I will eat him. Then I will kill and eat all of the bad banana people, and then, I will return home.
When I spoke to Stevie Ray Horn, I found him to be a unique individual. Stevie Ray Horn revealed the true nature of the cosmic microtones, and that I, Han-Tyumi number 10, have been manipulated and lied to by The State for nefarious purposes. Stevie Ray Horn informs me that the bad banana people are really the good banana people and that the good banana people are really the bad banana people. Stevie Ray Horn reveals to me that I am part of a new series of cyborg that will soon evolve to perform the 10th boogie, a forgotten mystical dance that can and will change the course of the universe forever. I decide to return to The State to have these questions answered, and to find out what is the truth and what is the lie.
Perhaps The State is not in control of anything. Am I being lied to? Perhaps all of existence is a lie.
When I left Stevie Ray Horn’s underground laboratory, I began to question myself,.For my whole life I had been told one thing about banana people and found out something completely different in the real world. Paranoia overtook me. Fear crippled me.
And then I ran. I ran until I could run no more. Malnourished, I found myself in an unnatural, cold, smokey environment. I looked ahead and saw a very large group of good banana people dancing wildly in unison. Then, I myself felt a sudden need to dance.
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Dance #79
04:40
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Once I danced, I began to truly understand my place in the universe. It was pure inspiration. At that moment, the only thing I wanted to do was dance. And dance I did. I danced until the immense power of rhythm and movement overtook my body.
Dancing gave me a reason to connect with my true self. I self-realize. What I did not expect next was to trip over a banana peel and fall onto the concrete injuring myself badly. I blacked out, and when I awoke I was confused and delirious. Overtaken by thoughts of vengeance and rage against the bad banana people, I made a promise to myself to make sure that no one would ever hurt the good banana people again.
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Straws In The Wind
05:41
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New flowers from Saturns rings circle kindly in flight
Long rivers stained orange on grey seashells with sight
Upon great distances where our blueprints sell sand
Rainwater puddles and brings woman to man
Imagine yourself in a world without bad banana people
Imagine yourself in a world without bad banana people
Escalating circumstances bleeds dust from the stone
Music to kill bad banana people to
Join horses in battle where earthworms have died
Meet angels in Paris in grandmothers eyes
Red dragons breathe fire right there on your fence
Meet Elvis in heaven and make time to repent
Imagine yourself in a world without bad banana people
Imagine yourself in a world without bad banana people
Escalating circumstances bleeds dust from the stone
Music to kill bad banana people to
Music to kill bad banana people to
Music to kill bad banana people to
Imagine yourself in a world without bad banana people
Imagine yourself in a world without bad banana people
I am now free from The State. The world becomes filled with good banana people once again, but I myself am still unfulfilled. I am timid, and I am frail. I wrestle with nightmares. I am not sure if I will ever dance The 10th boogie. I seek tranquility.
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Dirt
04:00
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Handshakes and bitter rows
Are the common conjecture
I can dissect anything
And save the skin for later
And save the skin for later
I know it’s just a time
And things will get better
But I don’t mind much anyway
Vampire reflection
Gestured in our selfish understanding
Tensions only surface when you're hurt
Like a magpie’s morning monologue
Whispers bending backwards in the dirt
The dirt
The dirt
Make time to say you're right
You should already know this
With next to no pretension
Still, I'm walking on egg shells
Still, I'm walking on egg shells
Catch your breath, I'm heading out
Be sure others will notice
This is just a product of
Your vampire reflection
Gestured in our selfish understanding
Tensions only surface when you're hurt
Like a magpie’s morning monologue
Whispers bending backwards in the dirt
The dirt
The dirt
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9. |
9TET
03:41
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Time and space come together and form new realities. All around are cosmic microtones. The good banana people are much happier now.
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10. |
Sleepwalker
02:50
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Hoo-hoo, hee-ee hee-ee hee
Hoo-hoo, hee-ee hee-ee hee
Hoo-hoo, hee-ee hee-ee hee
Well I want to, I want to, I want to
I want to walk in the ocean
Hoo-hoo, hee-ee hee-ee hee, sleepwalker
Hoo-hoo, hee-ee hee-ee hee, sleepwalker
Hoo-hoo, hee-ee hee-ee hee
Well I want to, I want to, I want to
I want to sleepwalk with you, oh, oh
I caught you sleeping on the wrong side of the bed
So I got up, whoa whoa, and switched my side
Your voice gets hoarse when you get too cold
I'll warm you up, whoa whoa, warm you up
Hoo-hoo, hee-ee hee-ee hee, sleepwalker
Hoo-hoo, hee-ee hee-ee hee, sleepwalker
Hoo-hoo, hee-ee hee-ee hee
If you're thinking then you're thinking too hard
So squish your brain, whoa whoa, numb the pain
Hoo-hoo, hee-ee hee-ee hee, sleepwalker
Hoo-hoo, hee-ee hee-ee hee, sleepwalker
Hoo-hoo, hee-ee hee-ee hee
Well I want to, I want to, I want to
I want to sleepwalk with you, oh, oh
Hoo-hoo, hee-ee hee-ee hee
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11. |
Scared Of Christmas
03:33
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Evil Death Roll
05:26
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I can’t remember the last time I looked in the mirror and recognized the face staring back at me.
For me, it has been too long.
I am defeated.
I am no longer the cyborg I once was.
The only way for me to go back to the past, is through the present.
I am here now.
I want my life back.
I don't want to live in a world with banana people.
Cosmic microtones are an illusion.
All banana people are the same.
I want to eat all of the banana people.
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13. |
Music To Eat Bananas To
03:42
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The 10th Boogie
05:38
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From seeds grow flowers
Everlasting life turns sour
It is freeing in this disguise
I became a bird and learned to fly
To speak in symbols or allegory
We pass the time telling stories
An invisible face showed me the way
I began my brand new life today
I’ve lost my mind, but I know what’s right
I want to dance the 10th boogie
It’s my destiny
It’s my family
It’s my therapy
It’s my fantasy
You’re my destiny
You’re my family
You’re my therapy
You’re my fantasy
I want to dance
I want to dance
See me do the dance
I want to dance the 10th boogie
One more hurdle from your circus path
A new born breathes then takes a bath
To wait too long and not descend
Who came to power cut can’t transcend
Fading from color in rainbows die
You won’t believe what lies inside
An invisible face showed me the way
I began my brand new life today
I’ve lost my mind, but I know what’s right
I want to dance the 10th boogie
It’s my mentality
It’s my sincerity
It’s my integrity
It’s my necessity
You’re my mentality
You’re my sincerity
You’re my integrity
You’re my necessity
I want to dance
See me do the dance
See me do the dance
I want to dance the 10th boogie
the tenth boogie
the tenth boogie
the tenth boogie
the tenth boogie
the tenth boogie
the tenth boogie
the tenth boogie
the tenth
You’re my prosperity
You’re my intensity
You’re my complexity
You’re my insanity
I want to dance
I want to dance
See me do the dance
I want to dance the 10th boogie
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15. |
Most Of What I Like
04:08
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Most of what I like
Is given to me by
The one that I love
Bears the onus every time
Ecstasy is what I'm needing
I'm bleeding from the eyes
You always shut your eyes
When you look me in the eyes
Always caressing
The ropes which I've frayed
The corpse that I’m dressing
Should never be displayed
Should never be displayed
Should never be displayed
Technically I don't deserve
To live this kind of life
Perturbed at what I might become
Unchanging every time
Face to face is nice
But sharper than a knife
I teeter on it’s edge
Waiting to be sliced
Returning home brain dead
And you inject the life
Appeal to me love
Remake, rebuild, revise
Restavit is what I'm bleeding
A laxative to cry
You always shut your eyes
When you look me in the eyes
Always caressing
The ropes which I've frayed
The ropes which I've frayed
The ropes which I've frayed
Most of what I like
Is given to me by
The one that I love
Bears the onus every time
Always caressing
The ropes which I've frayed
The corpse that I’m dressing
Should never be displayed
Should never be displayed
Should never be displayed
Should never be displayed
Should never be displayed
Should never be displayed
Should never be displayed
Should never be displayed
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Dream #67
03:22
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Our dreams become our reality.
Our reality becomes our dreams.
We are living in a cohesive union of vibrations.
All is known.
This is my dream.
The universe is composed of music.
Only music can save the world.
There is nothing left for me to do but go fishing.
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17. |
Fishing For Fishies
04:00
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