(..In and around our great cities where the natural world has all but disappeared. You can make out streets and sidewalks, autos, parking garages, advertising billboards, monuments of gla** and steel, but not a tree or a blade of gra** or any animal, besides of course the humans.) [excerpt from Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space by Carl Sagan]
[Jak Tripper]
I'm on teradactal verse
Everyone get inside the shuttle, tap in and seatbelts strapped in firm
I'm from a different planet sir
My vessel's cabin burning entering planet Earth
I'm a planet turned
I'm on afterburn
Gravity 24-7-9
Orbital period 12 years
5 foot 11 inches in diameter
Die amateurs, cartoonize character
Drug habits learned
Pa**ion burned, strangle and detach from her
And wrap the bird's body up in a black tarp soaked in Clorox and Lavender
Cry then laugh at her
Chemicals in the ma** at church, crematorium powders and black magic erns
Batch of murch, soup ladling out baths of sherm
[Boxguts]
Five foot flies trying to squeeze through my bedroom door
Paintings melting off of the surfaces onto the walls and floors
Forming foamy vibrant puddles of such colorful swirls
Burps churning up acid reflux bubbles galore
Neighbors knocking a hundred miles per hour shouting inaudible panics outdoors
Floor tiles break with silver sharks thrashing underneath my bed while I snore
If my dream's are wack, your' stink worse than working cameras on the set of Are You Hungry 4
Stupid jokers like we ain't even know what to say anymore
Who got sh** to spray
Standing in rain coats like they been waiting for it
Drenching 'em, this sewage tanker pours
Pure raw, you don't want to take this here up for sport
Here you go sport, take this rail of snort
Just a couple blasts of the cut gla** will lace your face all warm
Stay banging heads til the brain is born, changing form
Coming all up out your mouth with that cranial porridge