Daddy?
Yes, son?
W-w-w-w-what does regret mean?
Well, son, a funny thing about regret is, that it's better to regret something you have done than to regret something you haven't done.
And by the way, if you see your mom this weekend, would you be sure and tell her....
Satan!
Satan!
Satan!
Satan!
Satan!
Satan!
Satan!
Satan!
S-S-S-S-S-S-S-S-S-Satan!
Opening my eyes, reaching for the skies,
I am what I am coz I metamorphosise
It's not a nice day coz that's not the deal,
The Double R's cool coz all is surreal.
Back in my land, I'll take you by the hand,
But don't worry coz your future is planned,
Nor traverse the reality of time itself,
Go back an hour, so I can meet myself.
Conversing...in this way is fun,
KLA times two calling one-on-one,
One mouth, one mind, one body, one brain,
Rythmically insane.
Taking my time, now it's time to take a rest,
I'll sleep, I'll dream, I'll wake
and now things are much clearer,
So much clearer to me,
I was blind, now I see.
I know all the truth and it's inevitable,
My man's arrived to take control,
The slaves are here to perform the act,
That's why he's grinning like a Cheshire cat.
Irreversible, I'm afraid, and then see a slave
With Double R's aid,
I'll slit the brain in two and delve deep,
Only delved s*** is what I keep.
[....]
Not a ????, it's not a cartoon,
The Earth, the Sun, the stars, the Moon,
All realms of the Double R's zone,
Guess who it is on the microphone.
My style, and I'm invading your mind,
I'm Red Weed, you're mankind,
Helpless, now where's your defence,
You're getting nervous, tenser, tense,
You shut down, mental panic,
Double R's words are organic,
Natural, clear and plain,
You're falling, falling like rain,
A downpour of impurity, no security,
You have to run but this is game, a little bit of fun,
It's just begun, it's beginning,
Brain's working, vinyl's spinning,
Handle it, yes, is what we told ya,
All part of our plan to mould ya,
Right round to a new way of thinking,
Engulfed by sound sinking down,
Deep down under, no wonder.
Here, is Double R's city,
Right now for the real nitty gritty,
My brain is an ST, computing musically,
Just like a flued-up floodie,
Mellow's how it goes,
The wind blows and the ozone hole grows,
But we continue,
To move you.
Yes, son?
W-w-w-w-what does regret mean?
Well, son, a funny thing about regret is, that it's better to regret something you have done than to regret something you haven't done.
And by the way, if you see your mom this weekend, would you be sure and tell her....
Satan!
Satan!
Satan!
Satan!
Satan!
Satan!
Satan!
Satan!
S-S-S-S-S-S-S-S-S-Satan!
Opening my eyes, reaching for the skies,
I am what I am coz I metamorphosise
It's not a nice day coz that's not the deal,
The Double R's cool coz all is surreal.
Back in my land, I'll take you by the hand,
But don't worry coz your future is planned,
Nor traverse the reality of time itself,
Go back an hour, so I can meet myself.
Conversing...in this way is fun,
KLA times two calling one-on-one,
One mouth, one mind, one body, one brain,
Rythmically insane.
Taking my time, now it's time to take a rest,
I'll sleep, I'll dream, I'll wake
and now things are much clearer,
So much clearer to me,
I was blind, now I see.
I know all the truth and it's inevitable,
My man's arrived to take control,
The slaves are here to perform the act,
That's why he's grinning like a Cheshire cat.
Irreversible, I'm afraid, and then see a slave
With Double R's aid,
I'll slit the brain in two and delve deep,
Only delved s*** is what I keep.
[....]
Not a ????, it's not a cartoon,
The Earth, the Sun, the stars, the Moon,
All realms of the Double R's zone,
Guess who it is on the microphone.
My style, and I'm invading your mind,
I'm Red Weed, you're mankind,
Helpless, now where's your defence,
You're getting nervous, tenser, tense,
You shut down, mental panic,
Double R's words are organic,
Natural, clear and plain,
You're falling, falling like rain,
A downpour of impurity, no security,
You have to run but this is game, a little bit of fun,
It's just begun, it's beginning,
Brain's working, vinyl's spinning,
Handle it, yes, is what we told ya,
All part of our plan to mould ya,
Right round to a new way of thinking,
Engulfed by sound sinking down,
Deep down under, no wonder.
Here, is Double R's city,
Right now for the real nitty gritty,
My brain is an ST, computing musically,
Just like a flued-up floodie,
Mellow's how it goes,
The wind blows and the ozone hole grows,
But we continue,
To move you.