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Stardate 3040 Warpspeed to the new scenario, where we roam Our tiny planet was continuously shrouded in darkness From greed and anarchic conquest The final operation, based ideas and proposals Involving privateers, serving low blows to constellation patrol Just to overthrow and obtain supplies for the side that they ride for Privateer raids on the core system while the whole planet under war conditions Taking more victims Then a mutiny taking over government control in attempts to secure a new republic What became of it? Planet wide destruction Constant weapon fire crushing any production Of advancements of science Technology to ease life's difficulty Every tax dollar went to sweep crime Off the street but the law would cheat each time So operations backfire defeating the design Seems like a leap in time, back to simpler days Where technological advances were minimal Whoever survived were thrust into dimmer days Every portion of the land decimated in a blaze Law and order fractured The star of the show was entertained but a bit afraid It's the return, check it Deltron zero and automator It's like clockwork, it's just like clockwork As I view a long stretch of sand dunes And abandoned shacks and crack houses with rats out in the clear open I see a few hopeful transients Grab a frisky critter to roast for food Don't know what to do, it was out of our hands Now we gotta pull straws, figure out a plan I'm mobbing with a posse, a clan Of ragtag renegades, looking for living grenades Live ammo, 'cause it's been on the stage Cutthroat, corrupt folks Pressure to much to cope We see a woman get jumped by young punks High off of Nitro 9 Ain't no life behind Those black pupils No scruples No rules so She at they mercy Or so they first think I leap first seeing perfect opportunity Ah, socked two or three in the mouth Without room to speak The rest of our posse Peek and nod (?) And proceed to beat (?) The bruisers confused and dizzy Toss them in a trash compactor Now they history The woman was hysterical, in fits of grief Yo miss, please calm down, they all gone now Literally minced into little bits between pieces of leftover Chef Boyardee Mixed with a couple of booty magazines It's the return, check it Deltron zero and automator It's like clockwork, it's just like clockwork Final Frontier, desolates and pestilence Vessels incapacitated, left vacant in a burning husk Word is government does Not control anyway The streets have the last say That's not hard to see More cars than trees Or more like lumps of metal Nuclear fallout crawls out And sometimes blinds people, leaving them with no sight No rights, muggers in broad day Similar to the ancient fables of the wild west Or maybe just a trial or test For humans who thought they were superior and more than houses of flesh Highly upset Human beings seeing no way Going straight Anarchy flows through the alleyways Little chance for me and my band, go tooth and nail Because music has no one grimmer than future entails (?) Can't nobody use it as well Cause many quit the craft after the pay for it Became minimal Then the full republic backlashed to outlaw Music production Completely It was discreetly Neatly accomplished Under our noses, but a few were still on the quest To keep the globe whole, full, and vigilant No matter what situations we living in It's the return, check it Deltron zero and automator It's like clockwork, it's just like clockwork
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