R. Stevie Moore
Idiot Opium
Idiot opium
Idiot opium
Idiot opium
Idiot opium
Idiot opium
Idiot opium
Idiot opium
Idiot opium
Idiot opium
Idiot opium
If you rise beyond your drowsing
Your heroes would look so lousy
Their snivelling, their drivelling
Or any excuse for artistry
Their crudity intrigues you
Their stranglehold that bleeds you
Sickly passions you concede to
Those punkish rockstar zeroes
Inspire the idiot opium
Inspire the idiot opium
(Nonsense)
Their maniacal animation
Their noises seize emporium
The remnant leaves you vague and dumb
(High)
Absurdity of their agony
The apathy to barbarity
The dastardly brutality
Conspiracy of density
To cruelty conformity
Fallacy of their fantasy
Hypocrisy of idеntity
Idiocy of idolotry
Imagery
Immorality
Inability
Imbecility
Inhumanity
Insufficiency
Thе larceny
Lethargy
Machinery
Of the malady
Come-a come-a, come to me
Come-a come-a, come to me
Come-a come-a, come to me
Come-a come-a, come to me
The savagery of their piracy
Their quantity of quackery
The mimicry of such mockery
The monstrosity of morality
The slavery of stagnancy
Stupidity
Of the tragedy of the fantasy of validity
Of the tragedy of the fantasy of validity