JZS.

Mr. Presentwriter
JZS+Kamrat
Mr. Presentwriter [2011]

Text och Musik: Julius Z. Strömberg


We're in vein, you're too plain
We're ain't in rainbows; unhappy again

I've found a way; they found a way
We found a way to find the way

Mr. Presentwriter, you should get to know; you're imperfect.
I've talked the good ol' wise Professor Tempus
He's always there when you ask about pas(t)time.

We're dots on a world map, dots from the sky
We're lightning spots being watched
We're fictions viewed from God
We're history frames in an undone book
Well, that's for us; something new or something we knew

We talk about weather, we talk about sports
We're in the courts judged for homicide
Commiting suicide and genocide
We think we're illuminate, but we love hate
(for Allah's sake)

We vaccinate, but we're too late
We're filthy like a hick and we are sick
We need the cure, we're the flue
We flue this world , we infect our own Earth

Our fingers are made of dead skin cells
Dust, insanity; a broken purgatory with non-alarming bells

Broken nails with lambency and ruffled features
From reality to christianity by immunity.

In this box; pondering about legacy
"The thinking man-kind" is deputy.


(C) JZS+Kamrat 2011