Infinite Digital Pile (demos)

by 489XY

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1.	Twenty Whatever 03:26	lyrics
It’s twenty fifty three You’re plugged into a machine Trading time for currency To spend on virtual TV’s It’s twenty eighty nine Caught a virus in your mind Working digital diamond mines Until your broken body dies It’s twenty two twenty two What version are we up to? Are you the original you? Did plugged in you plug in too? It’s twenty whatever I’m getting fucked by the weather One hundred years Of cheap plastic sweaters Two thousand and fuck it Crabs cooked in a bucket Two thousand and some shit Teething on earth tits It’s twenty twenty five Are the children alright? Is the meaning of life Being forever online? It’s twenty sixty seven Dead pixels stuck in heaven Are you beating up your brethren With soul crushing capital breadwins? It’s twenty thirty one Rising Sun is a Ray gun Are we still having fun? In fuckified oceans
2.	Fake Change 03:32	lyrics
I hate fake change Masquerading mudbrained Bozos talking big game Zeroed in on quick fame Not a dime of cash gained Power to the people same Ones that always been saying “We cut checks to remain” Hey hey hey I’d rather be hating than faking Hey hey hey Are you creating or taking? I hate your art Performative pig heart Chased bags to wal mart For somebody to outsmart Cute kings’ plans blown apart Doing deals like Bonaparte Today’s war, tomorrow’s fart In Saint Helena playing cards I hate they games Others always to blame For everything not okay What does the mirror say? “Look at me, doing great” Despite the others' evil ways “Look at me, gained weight” Screaming about mayonnaise
3.	Hurrycanes 04:00	lyrics
Charlie and the apocalypse factory Choking down a chocolate daiquiri Water’s all sold out around me Consuming our way out of calamity Panicking reliably like gravity Spending’s not a survival strategy The media milks tomorrow’s tragedy To sell another box of batteries Boatloads of benzodiazepines Forgoing familiar formalities Electricity addiction casualties Fear sells feasts to hungry families Oh the humanity Shelves cleared of sanity Hold on to your mammaries If you see flying manatees No you can’t buy Your way out of the end times Prepare to die By living a good life Commotion down in Kokomo Hurt is fast and help is slow Tell me where you want to go To have a house that feels like home Outside evacuation zones Where toxic winds will never blow And food and fun are plentiful Children’s bellies always full Not of lead or chemicals While we barrel toward burial Meat Grinder the Musical Multimedia miracle If it blows away, beautiful No need for a funeral This place is unsuitable It’s business as usual
4.	Another Intergalactic Love Song 05:12	lyrics
Intergalactic I want to feed you this fat dick Another dimension All wrapped around my erection Slipping and sliding Grip what you’re gliding The key to your city Mayor, may I suck these titties? Intergalactic That ass is a planet Another Dimension Drilling like Armageddon Until you feel it spasm Like a freshly split atom Buried deep in your meteor Cataclysm but creamier Outside of your inner space Feels alien and out of place Oh baby I need your love Like a facehugger needs a face Intergalactic Portals to your pink fantastic Another dimension Pounding out pelvic perfection Plugged in tight to your Matrix Machines could never make this I’d murk a million agents If I could just stay and taste it Intergalactic Pucker up to this phallus Another dimension Prepare for imminent ejection I’m a man on a mission White hot liquid transmission A soon to be big mess in Whichever hole I’m not kissing
5.	New American Psychos 03:24	lyrics
A generation of Batemans Living out of mom’s basements American Psychos With late student loan payments A world built for bozos Lost to entertainment Consuming the way To financial enslavement Silian Rail on Bone A soul in a bio Clenching at cellular phones American Psychos Fistfuls of FOMO Those who can’t afford ammo Pull the trigger on porno All American Psychos Just playing the game With pupils so vacant Do you like Huey Lewis Do you listen to Pavement Too hip to be square With your eccentric hair cut I want to be clear All I’ve seen is debasement Animals fighting For food chain placement Hippies and hipsters And their modern replacements Fashion and faking To programmed amazement Your so-called freedom Is your containment
6.	Making Friends 02:02	lyrics
Bad dream ad machine Alternative weakly Mighty margarita scene With echoes of artistry I’ll say this Ray’s a bitch Uncreative loafs of shit Make my little art heart sick Whack Jack sad sack Emails read like ipecac Selling you some weak acts Essential to his cash stash These two are paid pawns Bastards of a system Designed to enrich 'em While you all drink yourselves dumb Those who sell the booze still run the show Everything that you have ever known This city’s a black hole full of bozos Doing bad blow by the Bends bowl All these weirdos sent by psychos Into a shit show for zeroes Every night 'til the bars close All souls sold long ago Oh no Prove that your scene Means fucking anything I’m not waiting This is me hating Best of the Bay thing Circular bating My art heart breaking It’s just entertaining
7.	Billionaire Circus 03:25	lyrics
How can it be Comedy and tragedy Somehow simultaneously Life’s a beach where sand meets sea Quantum reality It’s how we agree Today prefers paper to trees My generation’s a disease On and on subsequently Only death saves humanity Fuck me in my mortality While I dream of fatalities It’s all a Billionaire circus And our government should serve us Or get fed into the furnace Today’s clowns, tomorrow’s burn-ups Don’t you think they deserve it? Look at the world and weep It’s cash over everything A fucking catastrophe Apocalypse economy Maintaining the luxury Unsustainable fuckery Lost game of Monopoly World on fire all around me Pour more into poverty “Poor people aren’t property” Will remain a fantasy Until fear defies gravity
8.	World-Killing Machine 05:16	lyrics
In the future, it’s so super Milked for mana by computers Systems abusing their users The last of the lame duck losers There’s death in all of the water No more sons and no more daughters The species sent to our self-slaughter A climate war’s cannon fodder And now there’s plastic in my blood Pumping phthalates when I cum Boiling in the post-modern sun Failures in survivalism A baby born with blinking lungs Caught up in capitalism The living corpses we become When we succumb to the system Are you proud of society And our world killing machine? Are you doing your part In all of the nothing? Did you trade your biology For brand new technology? Do you feel anything When you stare at the screen?
9.	Alliance of Violence 03:16	lyrics
Bozos bearing bibles beating People praying for a feeding Boys in blue so drawn to needing Bullet holes to stop the bleeding Politicians profiteering Selling futures’ disappearing Down the river to a cheering Crowd of clowns electioneering An alliance of violence To silence defiance Of compliance to reliance On the government’s guidance To work until we’re quiet With the bullshit we’re buying Too tired to riot Under butts of giants We’re stuck in the grease machine All caught up in gnashing teeth Gears that turn our fears to weeks Of trading time for currency Tickets for the apocalypse Expensive but the clock does tick God forbid that we prevent it By not fucking up the planet The lies supplied To deride and divide Wasting time just choosing sides Until we fight with our allies And then we feel like we tried Failing to unionize These poison pills disguised As points of political pride There’s spies on the inside It’s never been left / right
10.	Tamagotchi Bukkake 03:32	lyrics
Tamagotchi bukkake I gotta skeet you can’t stop me Blowing loads on busty Barbies Cumikaze’d plastic armies Boned up singing songs with Barney I hope my babysitter saw me Mister Rogers had his trolley I’m running puppets with my arms free Can I Finger fuck this Furby In its little fucking bird beak Spreading Beanie Babies butt cheeks Til they’re Crusted up and salty Children of the nineteen nineties Seeing Rachel Green in white T’s Titanic’s big screen boobies Made me want to snack like Scooby Since two thousand and two I’ve been blasting out goo When nine eleven buildings blew My tower stood so tall for you This just in, breaking news Another masturbation bruise Twist and turn, crank out ooze Friction burns like tattoos Stretching out like Armstrong A favorite toy, my long dong School boy’s Britney Spears song Oops I did it on the front lawn Call me Mr. Millennium Handing out hot and ready cum Like Little Caesar’s pizzas Fresh from the perineum Liquid dart loaded Nerf gun A super soaker with the garden Hose hooked up to power squirt 'em Another sticky situation Now catching nudes like Pokémon Balls not blue since playing Pong I’m hanging schlong like Donkey Kong More bone broth than Vietnam
11.	La La La Labia 02:58	lyrics
La la la labia Slurping that gravy up Vice grip my cranium Don’t stop til you’ve had enough Licking a clitoris Only has benefits Thigh muffled medicine Soundtrack to tasting it I want a lick I want a taste I want my tongue up in your space I want to kiss Your special place Until you finish on my face Drawing the alphabet By “G” you’re a little wet On “P” I’m a sopping mess And “Z” spells begin again Mustache meets landing strip X marks the spot to kiss I’m some kinda pirate ship Tongue treasure buried in My favorite position is The one with your pussy in My mouth and we’re glistening Ear muffed but I’m listening I’d like to eat you out Until you squeak and shout I want to hear you loud While you fuck my mouth
12.	Guillotine 03:21	lyrics
Fuck the whole government They’re price-fixing medicines Would you murder for insulin? I could see myself doing it When they don’t work for us Pull their limbs off with horses Feet go to the north end An arm each to East, West These federal forces It’s not too old to abort it Ancient wood and fresh torches We can plant a new forest Fuck the whole government Who do they represent? Corporate interests Taking miles to give inches Get out the guillotine Fuck this to infinity Take out the tyranny Like tumors and cavities Swift hand of gravity Slices through everything A series of tragedies Cure for catastrophe These grandpas of industry We’re people, not factories Take all the meat machines Making hot dogs from smithereens Send in the senators And the greedy fuck governors Our masters are murderers Turn them into hamburgers They lobby for suffering Your family means nothing It’s time for a fuckening Of these parasites profiting These people don’t give a fuck It’s so god damn corrupt Fear goes down, and money up Feed them to our dogs for lunch
13.	Nightmare Factory 03:17	lyrics
God damn right I’m not having a blast Burn it down despite the cost of gas Puppets of the working class Cut the strings and let it crash All I see are snakes, no grass Boulders thrown in huts of glass Generation eating ass Vultures fighting over scraps Nothing new is built to last Time bomb mob of psychopaths Shit is fucked and that’s a fact We’re pennies on the railroad tracks My mind is a nightmare factory Stuck subconsciously attacking me The freedom of familiar fantasies Bound and beaten by reality Stuck in the maze of malaise There’s no future today We’re all circling a drain Too fucked up to change All this time traded for cash To spend on sleeping not trespassed Useless nooses on giraffes Too sad to cry, too mad to laugh News of yet another bloodbath Losers going on a warpath Friendly fire against their own class Rich sip cocktails while the poor clash Everybody take a step back Who’s in charge, where’s your head at? Millions march to sales at the Gap While our brothers rot in rat traps
14.	Boring Dystopia 06:00	lyrics
The internet sucks now Bloated up cash cow Some way, and some how Ads bring it all down An onslaught of robots Money machine running red hot Economy for despots Nothing’s free and you’re not I’m tired of these old clowns Kings but without gold crowns Let them be the first drowned When oceans come to take this town Our boring dystopia Jacked up on copium Slime at the podium CSPAN is Nickelodeon Burned up petroleum Doom scroll myopia Modern euphoria Is bleach mixed with ammonia My cell phone’s a worm hole Peering into the shit show More addictive than free blow I’m hard for that soft glow Can’t wait til tomorrow Some new story to follow Distracting from sorrows With the fictions we swallow Feeding our egos With slop from the algos Eyes feasting on tableaux Can’t stop when the trough’s full
15.	Wizards 04:58	lyrics
All of these other wizards With their slippy trigger fingers We’re just a bunch of wizards To these oligarchy riggers They got us divided, wizards It’s what they decided, wizards Y’all got no power, wizards We’re dirt to their flowers, wizards Without each other, wizards Fighting our brothers, wizards Our backs hold the world up, wizards It’s time for our glow up, wizards Brothers and sisters On a spectrum of wizards In Compton, in Paris From the glum to the garish Sons and daughters to parents Working just to pay rent I think it’s apparent This ain’t about appearance They made us a culture clash To avoid the war of class Are y’all wizards doing math? They own us all, that’s a fact You and I, we’re all wizards In the eyes of the lizards These reptiles keep growing bigger All while worked hands stay blistered A government made of wizards These guys are working for lizards White collared cotton pickers Licking boots, and tasting glitter We all use the same shitters Dumbed down by the same liquors But somehow there are wizards Tricked into thinking they’re winners It’s all about power, wizards Talking about power, wizards We could have the power, wizards To topple ivory towers, wizards Don’t be a sour wizard All of these coward wizards Let pain have the hour, wizards Tomorrow is ours, wizards Say it again louder, wizards Tomorrow is ours, wizards We should have our earth, wizards It’s time to devour lizards
16.	Acid Brain 03:18	lyrics
Sweet dreams are made of these Shoot the sky and watch it bleed Eight billion enemies Complicit in the tragedy There’s no more humanity This is a broken soul machine Dystopia is testing me I still want to be everything I want to bathe in acid rain I want to break my acid brain I want to be the world we’ve made Burned and buried in a shallow grave I want to be nothing at all Must I take part in the fall? If you’ve got questions you can call One eight hundred free for all Sweet dreams are made of this Sunburned lips and sucking tits Atmosphere jammed full of shit Everyone is complicit There’s no fucking innocence Fucked up for the thrill of it Wasting time just taking hits Dopamine deprived addicts I want to scream at the top of my lungs I want to sleep until the world is unfucked I want to squeeze your eyes with a hug I want to be alright, give up
17.	Miserable Animals 04:54
18.	Levels [NYE '22 Torture Mix] 22:12	info

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The collection includes a number of demo recordings that showcase the past, present and future of the 489XY sounds, allowing listeners to enjoy this fine art of audio performance. Check the update process, additions, additions and more.

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released October 9, 2022

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489XY St. Petersburg, Florida

The collection includes a number of demo recordings that will showcase the past, present and future of 489XY sounds, allowing listeners enjoy this fine art of audio sonic performance. Check the update process, additions, destructions and more ongoings. Record to memory that all fidelity is. ... more