FPSP​​.​​WRECKS

by First Place Science Project

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GK#345 c&p 2012 karaoke/fpsp

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released 20 December 2012

GRINDCORE CINEMA presents
"FPSP​.​WRECKS"

Matt Thomas - Production / Mixing / Mastering
p.WRECKS - Lyrics / Vocals 1-6
Cory Lockwood - Lyrics / Vocals 7-12

artwork by Nicholas Ross : nthkross.blogspot.com

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Track Name: Tripwire
TRIPWIRE
I'd like to welcome you all to the dog daze of bummer / where everyone is looking like they're all jogging in place with their shoe's laced together / and I'm a cleric, NOT / but got this burial plot / burying em' on the spot / oh, there he goes again with ways to dispose of foes / waste disposal to opposable action figurines / you're just a doll in a plastic submarine / Rap is a fucking cash machine and soon they'll be selling plaster casts of me / caskets I mean, one size fits all with lifetime limited warranties / shoplifted off the top of his dome / cut holes to see through / then wore the wool around like a zoro mask / You give all the power to the disgruntled / evil bastards and what the fuck did you think was gonna happen? / all chomping at the bit to be in charge of your price of freedom / pledge allegiance to the eagle you are eating and believe whatever you read / has our light became darkness barking up the wrong tree / meanwhile we stash beats and trash empty meanings / talk is cheap / sleeping in is easy / Cobra hoods ain't bluffing / still giving a fuck about something or another / whatever you wanna call it / dead weighted trap with a wallet at the end of the tripwire / Cobra hoods ain't bluffing / still giving a fuck about something or another / whatever you wanna call it / dead weighted trap with a wallet at the end of the tripwire / Cobra hoods ain't bluffing / still giving a fuck / High fashion marked down mock up of a molotov / all talk mall cops, stomp on that thin ice on that pond they tip toe on / or walk around briskly / crack and fracture a placid fragile passion / or lack there of / just record what I'm putting down / til' they put me down / emerald hood put me up / just for the hip-hop movement's loss of momentum / though disorder distorted our orbits ordinance a bit / a bit of disruption to the loitering / un-organized boy bandwagon organizations / I avoid at all costs for the simple sake of avoiding them / Made friends with the soil three fold over some earl vapors and kiwi fruit juice / staying six steps ahead of that clown shoe cadense that's all the rage these days/ just fucking stomping in the break til it's concave/ sorry my science project failed and blew up in your face / "no I'm not"
Track Name: Ca$h Over Friendship
CA$H OVER FRIENDSHIP
It goes Ca$h over / Ca$h over friendship apparently / synthetic over naturally organicaly grown / more manic then before this door closed now it's dead bolted / and if I see you, you'll leave bedridden / head barely balancing on those shoulders the way I break your fucking neck / Yah dig? / should of never trusted humans enough to learn their given names in the first place / Blank dirty paper plate faces tailored in that grey scale of failure / lets hope they get that slow death coming to them running / can't fucking explain myself anymore than that without the pen becoming stress fractured / communicate through impractical fractals / TIcal / method's over stimulated a limited attention to detail / Something else to look down your snout at / ass backwards kicking verses from earth's mantle / scramble the signal trample the anthill / scramble the signal trample the anthill / It goes Ca$h over / Ca$h over friendship apparently / synthetic over naturally organicaly grown / more manic then before this door closed now it's dead bolted / It goes Ca$h over / Ca$h over friendship apparently / synthetic over naturally organicaly grown / more manic then before this door closed now it's dead bolted / From the eye of a funnel cloud / of everyone giving the run around / let by be bygones? / No thanks I'll stick to my colonies of mycellium/ get with the program / a gram of hash to obtain this broken focus/ so broke I could be homeless / homely ham hock / herby hancock / curb stomping stop signs walking off all the side talk / the way I get down / going nowhere lugging luggage full of nothing but knuckle dusters / and this duffle bag of fungi for you kids that used to like to huff duster / all the effort I could muster goes into every one of em'/ every single one of em' / I crush shit like your eyes crust up / They can't rhyme so resorting to violence / my last resort just destroy em' / and contorting every extremity til it breaks off / preying on odd break beats in an endless stand off between the voiceless many in my head / and any given project on any given day / though there's no formula for this science / Metaphoricaly I'm over head / lets hope these smog clouds / cloud your judgement / Underground is overcrowded / stick to the nooks and crannies / It goes Ca$h over / Ca$h over friendship apparently / synthetic over naturally organicaly grown/ more manic then before this door closed now it's dead bolted / It goes Ca$h over / Ca$h over friendship apparently / synthetic over naturally organicaly grown / more manic then before this door closed now it's dead bolted / and if I see you / you'll leave bedridden / head barely balancing on those shoulders the way I break your fucking neck
Track Name: Having Defect or Fault
HAVING DEFECT OR FAULT
Crowded lines of lemons sold as is / as in what you see is what you get/ complete with manufacturing defects / Discounted down to nearly affordably priced payments / mis-matched paint, dents / and chips / with stained interiors like paper or plastic / or even gift wrapped it's still just shit slapped in a fem-napkin / come graze aisle upon aisle of your favorite records skipping uncontrollably / where all the headphones are those earbuds you can barely hear out of / and it's all in digital format / just plug your dongle in input your pin and away you go / get this pack of 90 pens half off / Dry up the second you take the cap's off / Keyboard's stuck in caps-lock / chords aren't quite long enough / powersupply's not strong enough to run / the burnt micro-chips / micro water pipes that burn your nose hair / rotten potted indoor house plants / books with whole chapters missing / unpastuerized flash frozen flows manufactured in an unsterile environment / Quantity over Quality / What's commonly considered tasty / This is fucking raw cut straight from the carcass / Quantity over Quality / What's commonly considered tasty / This is fucking raw cut straight from the carcass / Utilizing every cut / slowly over an open pit of smoldering coals / microphone coated with char / rotisserie bars / sliced it thick / but bit off more than you could chew and no body in this room would try to help you if you were to choke / waiter there's a fly in my soup / fly in my soup / two scoops of arsenic with arsenic for garnishing / gimme that hand tossed deep dish with two pounds of cheese and one eighth of these please / than brace for the tracers from the after taste / to the spaced out stay in shell's still decaying / melting martian cartoon faces on fermented milk cartons long forgot / Creating everyday with no reason needed to do so / these fucking bird brains can hate til they're blue in the face / P - demagnetizes heads with psychedelia / predominately improvised / according to experience / living in this cosmic nod-off / Blazing blue haze still ain't lazy up late awake / lately / barely keeping in contact with gravity / scavaging digital gravel waist deep in another break
Track Name: Dr. Shopperz pt.1 (Over the Counter Artists)
DR. SHOPPERZ PT.1 (OVER THE COUNTER ARTISTS)
they try to doctor it up / self medicated people pleasers with numb tendrils / gonna need sixteen drills just so the concept will sink in / they try to doctor it up / self medicated people pleasers with numb tendrils / gonna need sixteen drills just so the concept will sink in / to their numb skulls / they don't want anything they think through / unless they can snort /smoke / or drink the feelings / so here / taste what went into the mixture / then they'r stealing the recipes / putrid mass producing with no knowledge of what hunger is / work from home vultures / wouldn't want to hurt your thirsty beaks / precaution this discourages regular sleep patterns / steeping my psychosis in the beat then just go with it / the circle has been closing in / so now I grow them myself in hyper seclusion / with something or another to fuck my line of vision up / Myself / living addicted to that raw stuff that comes in zip-locks / so who the hell am I to say? / What are those things can I get one? / Doctor Shopperz / hey man you holding anything? / Doctor Shopperz / Doctor Shopperz /know where I can get a bag? / Doctor Shopperz / Doctor Shopperz / c'mon man I need some meds / they try to doctor it up / over the counter artists / an over flowing compartment full of containers of packing peanuts ready for shipping / they try to doctor it up / over the counter artists / an over flowing compartment full of containers of packing peanuts ready for shipping / delivery driver's caught slipping / by the ferocious fur coat wrapping around their throat / strangle hold til rendered unconscious / Condin-Salivation / Salvation army razor bladed cadense I rock / But not on some check it out man / The sub bass sounds the best from a sub basement / Yes, face melting ponderings found to be too abrasive / for the public unresponsive / Chronic Vomitting chronicals no vale nada/ no value in gold bullion / pockets fucking bulging with pages upon pages / doesn't earn a living wage though so mace em' all / dripping faces of critics critiqing their own reflextions in the puddle of piss steaming in a toilet you wouldn't even want to flush with your foot
Track Name: Hex the Namesake
HEX THE NAMESAKE
On analog Manually get open more often / always recording cuz sanity's over capacity almost always / out of my fucking broken canopy / "you could say" / too broke to toke on bowls casually / me and my Malory and the mutt for company and protection from this peanut gallery / of frauds / hustlers / racketeers / corrupt as the government's pupeteer is / this volunteer bombadier doesn't need landing gear for this / missing in evasive distraction / roughneck carrying into action all in fists / following through with planned attacks on planet we're better than you / from my cocoon's point of view through a downward periscope dropping clusters of carpet bomb barrack busters / from a Sopwith tri-plane sputtering profanity / stopping for no ones nonsensical blabbering / Nothing left but wreckage / hense the namesake / forsaken / Nothing left but wreckage / hense the namesake / forsaken / This is finding sucess while laid off from the daily grind polishing this doomed megalopolis / Matt from first place science hooked it up / by sampling the dustiest record from the sour milk bin for this one / sentence written with the thickest chisel tip / been the hypest apparition holding this shit for ransom / not just some failing sales pitch for fishscale like who wants some? / "no one"/ two for flinching took a swing but missed it / took another shattered the aluminum and still hit it out of the trailerpark / how to overdose on the retro undertones / in order to wade through this automatic man made / but still nothing moves the youth / all respect to the unacknowledged / can't keep my tentacles out of this petting zoo / Nothing left but wreckage / hense the namesake / forsaken / Nothing left but wreckage / hense the namesake / forsaken
Track Name: Dead Men Talk too Much feat. Texture
DEAD MEN TALK TOO MUCH
Texture / a bastard born of polyphonic sorcery/ Self-absorbed polymath / black clouds follow me / and no I'm not sorry because a mind is a terrible thing to taste / Skyscraper / villain caper / mind control telemetry / Bump these fractal tapes and peep our Panther Modern poetry / Dermasoft / dermabrasion / cleft enclave abuser / Who's the dopest horrorshow / who's the prettiest loser / Fusion mindmeld compensate for jetpacks / fuck a rocketship / Spinner in an arc ascension / hotwire your floating whip / Phantasmagoric infographics and slasher Venn diagrams / Evaporate like nanotech GPS packages tracking packaged grams Infected entheogen / vomit on your nossphere / remain numinous / Luminous like unsigned GIFs / my thoughts enlarge the datamesh / Sing a song of Gilgamesh / pre-flood population control / Swollen like a member gets on porous border patrol / Self-appointed propagandists / high-explosive languages I'm in the cloud like anthrax / imminent like Al-Qaeda packages / Auto-add all code compiled from xenographic matrixes / I need to balance the equation / because I stink like dead waitresses / p.WRECKS and Texture flip the scripture for the liberation / All your base belong to us so submit / accept invasion / p.WRECKS - panoptic wrecks / something like a head on collision involving two 18 wheelers weighed down with the by-products of nuclear fission / with so much Surplus Substance at critical mass / anything within' hearing distance damaged by the radio active emissions of the elements / NAW i just press play to get through things I usually couldn't / without the talking too much truth on dead tapes I'd just pace around the single wide I occupy / Generation Y / Generation House flys with dilated pupils and vibrant minds just trying to scrape by / Students of the exhausted scribe / passing water pipes and distorted perceptions / Cuz the reality is most this shit / redundant / no need to read up on it to make that kind of educated guess / Don't you feel enlightened? (i guess) / Detonate Expressions / Frustrated in the realm of desolate experimentation / Where innovation goes to lie it's tired broken mind / when it becomes over whelmed by the all the lines laced into a single joint / Sanity becomes a crumbling shanty / home is where the art hangs / you should hear the shit the walls talk abouot you when you're away / for the missed companions who've fell out from the waylay before the sand filled their bass / bass / spilling a bucket of paint on a brand new canvas / "that can just be the vanishing point of the landscape, can't it?" x2 / Pack a cannon cuz fine details are usually makes the biggest mess of things / Lately try to keep the final composition as organic as possible / recipes from scratch by memory / get out the fine plastic look like we're having company / (I hope they're hungry)
Track Name: Medium-Well Orwell
MEDIUM-WELL ORWELL
Fahrennheit 4:51 o’clock / all is ticking / no one’s talking / All the books are burnt and the media is chalking it up to an accident / A governmental misstep, call it governmental illness / Burn the books / kick down the doors and kill the witnesses / Never send an arsonist to burn down a pyrokinetic / “Can I kill it?” asked the fire and I let it / Let the heat take the flesh and the crows take the rest / Post-hardcore / I’m post-apocalypse / Dumpster / mansion / red carpet alleyway / king of the vagrants / prince of assailants / All I have are titles / Anyway / I like it this way / I’d like it to stay dirty / grimy / dark anarchy / rotten / urban decay / Always send an anarchist to settle fights and bouts where you’re betting / Nothing changes / Constant winner /different setting / Let the world go to rest when they give up their best
Track Name: Cosmo
COSMO
If my alter ego’s praying to the altar of my ego / self-sacrificing skin, is it pious? / Is it evil? / Does it matter which side of the coin I pick if it gets flipped into space / floats forever further at a constant / spinning steady pace? / “No, but that’s my anti-matter of opinion, like it or not” / so I said to myself / in a room by myself and as opinions exchanged / both of my own selves fought / Self 1 took the other by the throat and as he proceeded to choke his victim / Self 2 swung and barely missed him / felt his respiratory system failing and started flailing and got lucky / Space is the final frontier and we’re here / Space is the final frontier and we’re fearless / Satellite / satellite / satellite / caught in a battle / fight or war / it was a one on one match / Whoever won / I won and whoever lost / I lost / paid the cost and reaped the benefits / Self 1 was still winning it / He had broken most my bones and they were floating in a zero-G chamber / All of a sudden / the second part of myself stopped feeling hurt and began to feel anger / Which means / DANGER / DANGER / Will Robinson is fucked! / Danger / danger / the advantage has swung / The advantage has swung / In a huge leap for self 2 / small hope for self 1 / Fuck the moon / we’re landing on the sun / Rip in the suit / I’m losing oxygen and fading / There goes another rip in time and now I’m lost again and wading / Disturbing stargated communities with klaxons and lasers / ignoring settings on our phasers / killing everyone / I’ve got a twin blood moon mind with a duality that is anything but into neutrality / but as for brutality / oh fuck yeah I’m for it! / Let’s get every planet in the galaxy warring! / Star system shutdown / evacuate please / Star system crashing / get down on your knees / As brain cells divide / I’m tempted to hide but closed quarters make it hard to find sanctuary / Trying Morse codes and maydays and getting busy signals / What the fuck! / Does NASA not have call waiting? / Self two has one and self one has zero for a pulse but it would seem the fight is over / I doubt that this victory by self-inflicted injury will leave a pleasant taste in my mouth so I am over and out
Track Name: Nine Tails
NINE TAILS
Because I'm lacking the evidence / it seems I can't run through and ransack your residence SWAT-style with a mile long team of bastards / breakers / bloodthirsty snatchers and shakers / put a finger on your lip asking not to wake the neighbors / Don't have a warrant but if I wait and pick a night when it's pouring / slipping silent and slick into the second story / things might get a little gory / That's just a warning / I've got a list of every one of your deeds / Like St. Punisher Nick / I'm here to force the bleed / You will regret what you've done but not as much as you'll regret not owning a gun / You're just a tally mark / unmoving heart / Crossed off / left in the dark / Because I'm lacking my memories...what was I saying? / Because I'm lacking my... what the fuck was I just saying? / Did you deserve it? / I could have sworn I had you figured for a very bad / very filthy person / I can't remember now / It's all a blur and when I focus on recalling it / my head just hurts / I played the vigilante but I wasn't well equipped / The least appropriate doctor is the one who's sick / The executioner is playing judge and jury / flipping coins and calling heads or tails / You should be scared / you should be worried / so unbalanced is his scale / I turned a moving heart into a tally mark / erased a light bulb from the ever-growing dark / Oh god / how did this start?
Track Name: thissongissafe.vir
THISSONGISSAFE.VIR
Fully-decorated member of the information super highway patrol and retired / Antivirus software expired and as the mainframe goes / you realize you should have spent more time admiring wires / Y2K generation / coaxial axe stable locked in the basement /handles of Black Label / losing sensation / what a losing engagement / Every window minimized / every door is firewalled / once a hero / vilified / lost it all / Fuck! / Ctrl-alt-del my appointments / I just don’t see what the point is but I’m working on it / Circuit waterboarding for torture / my interrogation method is horror / Binary code has taken over my life / zeros / ones carved into my skin by a knife / Suicide note on a floppy disk / Google maps doesn’t know where my body is / just please don’t save or copy it / hope my secrets are password-protected / Complex like the design / leaving nothing to find or hack into or keep it simple / leaving no witness behind / Disappearing is always expected
Track Name: Dr. Shopperz pt.2 (Surgeon General Warning)
DR. SHOPPERZ PT.2 (SURGEON GENERAL WARNING)
Doctor shopperz! / Morphine drips at 2 for 1 offers / Doctor shopperz! / Black Friday rush / prescription pill poppers / Leaned back in attack helicopters / crosshairs of my rail guns locked on to the top of / A coffee shop / Who’s the new teeny-bopper? / The hipster / Lana Del Rey / you’re the new Cyndi Lauper / Where’s the doctor? / I’m locked in the waiting room / drunk on cough syrup / hopped up / deflating / Like balloons / once you get to the ceiling / you’ve peaked / Get inhaled by the next generation Star Trek-themed Prozac / Boldly feeling what no man has felt before / Stealing products that I think would help me more / Passed out / chalk outline on the floor / Wait a second / not chalk but crushed up pills / and sugar at that / it’s placebo effect / Self-medicating my fever and chills / Dose of Viagra to keep me in check / Clear the way / I’m a doctor and I heard what you were shopping for / Ya gotta trust me / I’m a doctor and somebody once told me that you guys were / doctor shopperz! / Red-eyed / cracked out doctor shopperz! / Fucked up / blacked out doctor shopperz! / Beat down / jacked up doctor Shopperz! / Defibrillator hands / I get your heart racing / Stethoscope gold chain / is that a thing yet? / I hit the nitrous / telling jokes to all the surgeons / bumming smokes and all the urgent calls are dying / I hear their wives / husbands crying / Where’s the insurance check? / cash it quick / it determines the car that I’m driving / See ya next time and good luck on surviving! / Doctor / doctor / give me the news! / I’ve got a bad case of a pre-existing condition / No money / just ammunition / No conscience / no inhibitions / Put him under / strap him down and get a scalpel / I need my patient dead stat / The Hippocratic oath is really just a mouthful / I had my fingers crossed when I said it! If you get sick just run for the border / Privatized health care / new world order / New surgery / drawn and quartered / Will you get better? / Well, sort of
Track Name: A Strange Case
A STRANGE CASE
Cigarette/ drag in / hold / release / Real fairy tales / the dragon’s not the beast / The princess knows who harmed her / her knight in shining armor’s drunk again and forceful / her skin is white / cracked porcelain / Let’s play a little Dr. Jekyll / Mr. Hyde & Seek / Cryogenic freeze tag in the laboratory / losers go to sleep forever / I’m into alchemy / turn gold into receipts / I’m into chemistry / let’s get into your sheets / I feel a change coming / I feel a change coming / Molecular reassignment therapy / cellular meltdown / synaptic disparities / The helix snapped and wriggling back together to form what never / Should have crawled out of that glass womb of a test tube / made it safely down my throat in cocktail form and go to nesting there / I’m losing lots of air / I’m losing lots of things but gaining fear / I can’t get out of here / Is that the exit sign? / It used to be so legible / Now all I wonder is if anything is edible / What will and will not scream when I hunt down and bite it? / I found a thing that screams and god / I fucking like it / I know you’re terrified but you should know you’re running in vain / Not sure where you think you’re going / I think you’re going insane-sane / Just give me your brain / I promise you won’t feel a thing /I’m your knight In shining armor and I’ve never hurt you before / Let go of the weapon / please / Why are you shaking? / I’m down on my hands and knees / and I am praying and begging you / I am just saving you / and that’s when she brought the axe down right between my eyes / There’s no I love you with fear in your voice / There’s no I love you with fear in your voice / You know I loved you / but didn’t have a choice / Now all I have are black thoughts and white noise