Change The Channel lyrics by clipping.
Change the channel
The waves are making your face hurt
Make the most of it
Short days in the basement
Rebar in the nail bed
Breast milk in the green vial
Wet sheets in the corner
Asbestos is best before breakfast
Make the language
Run the code thru the cypher
Pull the yellow wire
Scrawled notes on the brick walls
Splinters in the eardrum
Mouse teeth are metallic
Blue light from the Vid wall
Frequencies are easily leaking
Cut the camera
Someone’s right outside the door
Aim the laser sight
No one’s s’posed to be here anymore
Catch a breath
Gas can at the ready lighter on the floor
Drops of sweat glisten, listen closely
Everything is very important
Listing off a series of colors along
With numbers that correspond to the proper coordinates as if ordinary
All of it committed to memory
Any omission is missionary meaning it’s fucked
That’s what they said in the academy
Had to be perfectly pressed
Present and counted
Accountable for the best
And the worst
Of your fellow men
Gentlemen did you remember then to pull the yellow wire
Uhhhhhh Fuck!
SOS
Update the OS
He is DOA
Ese where your vest
Where’s your breath
Might not be okay
Breathe okay
He call DOC
Say he on the way
Gone away
Listen closely
Everything is very important
Change the channel
The noise is making your nose bleed
Make the most of it
Ink blot for the cockroach
Dart board for the boredom
Outpost in the Ozarks
Earth cracked from the sunlight
Shipment isn’t due for two days yet
Make the language
Run the sound thru the Spectro
Pull the cable out
Smoke signals in Morse code
Raw meat in the salt bed
Gum pain from the lead air
Stars swimming like goldfish
Playing cards arranged for the poker
Lose the fire
Someone’s just over the hill
Get the rifle out
If you see their eyes you shoot to kill
Catch a breath
Are they stars or spaceships always hard to tell
But your brother’s up there listen closely
Everything is very important
Maybe they need bodies for building whatever’s up there
But they way they takin’ bodies, ain’t it
Give up the planet for little bit of space
Oh for sho
Give up the fight because they say it ain’t his place he would spit
If he could
But he can’t
The tongue is dry as a bitch
Hung out to dry in this bitch
Counting the time it don’t matter
He’ll probably die and he could cry
But by the way did you remember then to pull the cable out
Uhhhhh FUCK
SOS
Update the OS
He is DOA
Ese where your vest
Where’s your breath
Might not be okay
Breathe okay
He call DOC
Say he on the way
Gone away
Listen closely
Everything is very important