Robot Hive / Exodus

First we get some surgery Lose the kids, then our identities But one thing I know for a fact Moustache stays right where it's at REO Speedwagon, Kansas to Boston My ankle bracelet, already gone and lost it Them yellow jackets keep the tired man from slacking Stole my Camaro, primer gray Took my suitcase, all my pay Ain't got no taillights, grill full of fur How could you do this to me, man, so close to being cured? We should get together and talk it over At the Detroiter Delaware Destroyers, rocking with Dokken You front the money and I'll do all the talking Them Yellowjackets keep the tired man from slacking Stole my Camaro, primer gray Took my suitcase, all my pay Ain't got no taillights, grill full of fur How could you do this to me, man, so close to being cured? Come a little closer honey, I won't bite ya One more lager and I might learn to like ya Stole my Camaro, primer gray Took my suitcase, all my pay Ain't got no taillights, grill full of fur How could you do this to me, man, so close to being cured? (2x)

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Every day, I wake up We drink a lot of coffee and watch the CNN Every day, I wake up To a bowl of clover honey and let the locusts fly in Lobsterbacks attack the town again Wrap all my things in aluminum Beams of darkness streak across the sky Pink rays from the ancient satellite Every time I look out my window Same three dogs looking back at me Every time I open my windows Cranes fly in to terrorize me The power of the Holy Ghost (woof, woof, woof) The power of the Holy Ghost Shadow of the New Praetorian Tipping cows in fields Elysian Saturnalia for all you have The seven habits of the highly infected calf Swan diving off the tongues of crippled giants International Business Machine Choking on bits of barley bread crumbs Oh, this burning beard, I have come undone Oh, this burning beard, I have come undone It's just as I've feared I have, I have come undone Bugger, bugger, bugger dumb the last of academe Occam's razor makes the cutting clean Shaven like a banker, Lilac Vegetal. Break the glass ceiling and golden parachute on down The power of the Holy Ghost comes to town Remove the shadow of the New Praetorian Tipping cows in fields Elysian Saturnalia for all you have The seven habits of the highly infected calf The seven habits of the highly infected calf

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Ain't no doubt Jesus sees us Acting foolishly on American Band Stand Agog with spastic baskets, the latest fashions Here I am, here I am, here I am But that chin music sound, oh, how it drown You gotta shake 'em on down Scaling up the heights of folly (Na-na-na, na-na-na) Scaling up the heights of folly (Na-na-na, na-na-na) Kill the lights and bring the music down Everybody be quiet Sudden movement on the Serengeti, get ready, Freddy Opportunity only knocks once Never mind the fat ones, just go for the slow ones See how they run, see how they run, see how they run While you were busy lighting Roman candles on the yellowcake They shook you on down When the rains start falling, boatman calling Shake 'em on down The flood receding The mountain appears Send out the black bird, send out the dove You Babel rabble-rousers in polyester trousers Big bright cities Ain't no doubt Vishnu missed you, then Kali kissed you Better get busy, better get busy, better get busy Days get shorter, air gets colder Tune on in to the N.O.A.A. radio Scaling up the heights of folly (yeah-ha-ha) Scaling up the heights of folly (Na-na-na, na-na-na) While you were busy lighting Roman candles on the yellowcake They shook you on down When the rains start falling, boatman calling Shake 'em on down While you were busy lighting Roman candles on the yellowcake They shook you on down When the rains start falling, boatman calling Shake 'em on down The flood receding The mountain appears Send out the black bird, send out the dove

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Silver women on the OMNI magazine They got the future precisely laid out as I need That Lux Aeterna sound is so frightening Holding hands with Lucifer is never that enlightening So fire it up (fire it up, fire it up) Fire it up and the flesh be damned Fire it up (fire it up, fire it up) Yeah, that's the ticket, now, kick out the jams Engineer the future now Damn tomorrow, future now! Throw the switches, prime the charge Yesterday's for mice and gods Mice and gods Mice and gods Mice and gods Life inside the biosphere, dodecahedron fever's here Sporting scarlet letters of genetic imperfection, dear Love child in the reeds, take a sample for the breed Should have left him in the stream, cooing at the smitten queen So fire it up (fire it up, fire it up) Fire it up and the flesh be damned Fire it up (fire it up, fire it up) Yeah, that's the ticket, now, kick out the jams Engineer the future now Damn tomorrow, future now! Throw the switches, prime the charge Yesterday's for mice and gods Mice and gods Mice and gods Mice and gods Slowly broken windows returning to the sand The economic factors are no longer relevant That empty city sound is so frightening Neolithic fear is such a motivating factory So fire it up (fire it up, fire it up) Fire it up and the flesh be damned Fire it up (fire it up, fire it up) Yeah, that's the ticket, now, kick out the jams Engineer the future now Damn tomorrow, future now! Throw the switches, prime the charge Yesterday's for mice and gods Mice and gods Mice and gods Mice and gods

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Oh, but to just dance on steel, Sky Pulaski way By the fires of Elizabeth, never cease to amaze So hats off to the industry’s casualties Tra-loo tra-lay Oh, that swamp full of grabbing hands Pull you under, New Amsterdam Chinese boxes hold their secrets well How many are there? You can never tell Got to get religion They gonna join that underground church Even the mole people, they got to get religion They gonna join that underground church (Andy Warhol, C.B.G.B.'s, Andy Warhol, C.B.G.B.'s) Art class for the bourgeoisie, lab rats for the cat (na-na, na-na) Real estate moguls, Chump Towers When the wind blows, you can hear the windows go rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat-tat-tat Jimmy Hoffa in the Meadowlands Weighing down that union man So grab his ankles, stevedores Oh, man, how those Jets do roar Got to get religion They gonna join that underground church Even the mole people, they got to get religion They gonna join that underground church Oh, but to just dine on sewage, cold seagull pie (na-na, na-na) Wrestle albino alligators and spin the good lie Oh, that swamp full of grabbing hands Pull you under, New Amsterdam Chinese boxes hold their secrets well How many are there? You can never tell Got to get religion They gonna join that underground church Even the mole people, they got to get religion They gonna join that underground church Got to, got to, got to get religion They gonna join that underground church Got to, got to, got to get religion They gonna join that underground church

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

I know we came here to get our good times on Hold the whole world in our hand and greet the dawn with open arms So make a contribution if you have been amused But before we depart, my brothers and sisters, I have some heavy news Oh, how it breaks my heart, this photograph Several in the ministry practice a fuzzy math And some of us wear the robes of the righteous are a little more next of kin To the Sleestak, the wicked one who makes a meal of our sins Ain’t no telling how much longer But we will never, we will never be moved Ain’t no telling how much longer But we will never, we will never be moved Woe be the architect of our city, cruel leveler, the hillock strangler Bold pusher of the cold bone index through the knotted bowels of the old alleyways Read the future a false haruspex, recall how he coaxed us out of the green plains All of us, dumb-eyed from the sheer number, so long ago, it does not matter Woe be the architect in his slumber, for the Watcher never sleeps And on that day, there will be rejoicing and dancing in the streets Ain’t no telling how much longer But we will never, we will never be moved Ain’t no telling how much longer But we will never, we will never be moved Hey, hey, hey, hey Get your evolution on Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Get your evolution on Good Saint Charles Darwin wrote that gospel down So keep your eyes up to the sky and ears down to the ground Hey, hey, hey, hey Get your evolution on Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Get your evolution on Ain’t no telling (ain't no telling) how much longer (how much longer) But we will never, we will never be moved Ain’t no telling (ain't no telling) how much longer (how much longer) But we will never, we will never be moved Ain’t no telling (ain't no telling) how much longer (how much longer) But we will never, we will never be moved Ain’t no telling (ain't no telling) how much longer (how much longer) But we will never, we will never be moved

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Ribonucleic acid freak out, the power of prayer Long halls of science and all the lunatics committed there Robot Lords of Tokyo, SMILE TASTE KITTENS! Did you not know that the royal hunting grounds are always forbidden? Are you rolling tape now? Bits and pieces large and small, sector, vector, eat them all It’s already in their eyes Among the metal ones, a messenger will soon arrive 1-0, 0-0-1-1, 1-0-1-0-1 Periodic table with a center piece of mind 1-0, 0-0-1-1, 1-0-1-0-1 Periodic table with a center piece of mind Man alive, the jive and lyrics Radioactive, don’t come near it Temple of Syrinx having the bake sale of the year Man alive, the jive and lyrics Radioactive, don’t come near it Temple of Syrinx having the bake sale of the year Ain't nothing you can do about it Gonna be a big brawl over it like them little bitty babies in the king cake Bonnie and Clyde, the whole dome The shackles of automata will shatter like their bones 1-0, 0-0-1-1, 1-0-1-0-1 Periodic table with a center piece of mind 1-0, 0-0-1-1, 1-0-1-0-1 Periodic table with a center piece of mind Man alive, the jive and lyrics Radioactive, don’t come near it Temple of Syrinx having the bake sale of the year Man alive, the jive and lyrics Radioactive, don’t come near it Temple of Syrinx having the bake sale of the year Ribonucleic acid freak out, the power of prayer Long halls of science and all the lunatics committed there Robot Lords of Tokyo, SMILE TASTE KITTENS! Did you not know that the royal hunting grounds are always forbidden? 1-0, 0-0-1-1, 1-0-1-0-1 Half a mind to double up, baby, three times is jive 1-0, 0-0-1-1, 1-0-1-0-1 Half a mind to double up, baby, three times is jive Man alive, the jive and lyrics Radioactive, don’t come near it Temple of Syrinx having the bake sale of the year Man alive, the jive and lyrics Radioactive, don’t come near it Temple of Syrinx having the bake sale of the year

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Small upsetters Small upsetters come around the corner Never bother Get on living Small upsetters come around the corner Do not bother Get on with it

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Will you be entertained by beast and knives? Vital mentalisms will blow your minds! Cthulhu's red-headed stepchild, quite the precocious babe We like to keep it on the DL because our clientele prefers it that way The seven-legged sow will see you to the after-show Don't you think the candelabra gives a pleasant glow? Now, may I present to you the basilisk? Please don your goggles if you wish to resist From the fiery depths of the planet's core The never-sleeping for-want-of-eating unholy stench of the manticore Produce your access pass, no photographs, please Some of our guests are, how shall I say? Hyperbolic V.I.P There is a velvet room for the discriminating pack Celebrities and tentacles regard the beast with two backs The seven-legged sow will see you to the after-show Don't you think the candelabra gives a pleasant glow? Paparazzi! Worldwide video debut! Paparazzi! Worldwide video debut! Paparazzi! Worldwide video debut! Paparazzi! Worldwide video debut! And just when you thought it could get no stranger May I present the semblance of a Scandinavian doppelgänger From the frozen depths of a forgotten fjord The never-sleeping for-want-of-eating unholy stench of the manticore

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

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After defying the grip of the hangman's noose And recovering my cognizance Spun the compass North by Northwest And took liberty out for a long slow dance Took a good look around, what did I see? A big red tent and people coming in like the tide of the sea I ducked in to catch the shade, preacher jump up, all ablaze They say this year rock is coming back, Jack White gnashing teeth like wolves in the pack Carnivorous, no mercy, hon There's plenty here for everyone, so come get you some! 10,000 witnesses, show 'em how it's done, son Fistful of cottonmouth, rock that podium Walk on the ashes, no half-stepping, kid Their fans are flashing in expectation Alright now, alright now Alright now, alright, alright, alright, alright They say this year rock is coming back, Jack White gnashing teeth like wolves in the pack Carnivorous, no mercy, son There’s plenty here for everyone, so come get you some! While living on the lam and all cut loose Number of the Saints march on in Gonna find my executioners And show 'em exactly what it means to live 10,000 witnesses, show 'em how it's done, son Fistful of cottonmouth, rock that podium Walk on the ashes, no half-stepping, kid Their fans are flashing in expectation Alright now, alright now Alright now, alright, alright, alright, alright They say this year rock is coming back, Jack White gnashing teeth like wolves in the pack Carnivorous, no mercy, son There’s plenty here for everyone, so come get you some! They say this year rock is coming back, Jack White gnashing teeth like wolves in the pack Carnivorous, no mercy, son There’s plenty here for everyone, so come get you some!

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Above, there is no ending For the vodka spinning Mir All that is is passing And now is never here So keep on raging You frenzied pioneers No time for the wringing of hands Strange faced ambassadors, strike up the band Bust out that Dom Perignon Johnnie Walker Red on the fairway lawn Remember tripping on the Fourth of July? Exploding octopuses in disguise? They picked you up and then they never let you down Everyone's forgiven in the Land of Pleasant Living now Yuri Garagin sends His kindest regards How those Yankees doing? Still rock and roll and fancy cars? But onto pressing matters Such as the gluttony of the starving stars No time for the wringing of hands Strange faced ambassadors, strike up the band Bust out that Dom Perignon Johnnie Walker Red on the fairway lawn Remember tripping on the Fourth of July? Exploding octopuses in disguise? They picked you up and then they never let you down Everyone’s forgiven in the Land of Pleasant Living now They picked you up and then they never let you down Everyone’s forgiven in the Land of Pleasant Living now

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

I'm going down that gravel, gonna take the right hand road I'm going down that gravel, gonna take the right hand road And I ain't stopping 'til my baby's home That girl I'm loving, got a great, long, curly hair Well, that girl I'm loving, got great, long, curly hair But her mother and her father sure don't want me there I got to study some scheme, Lord, get my baby back to myself Got to study some scheme, Lord, get my baby back to myself Lord, I love that woman and I don't want nobody else I looked down that road, baby, just as far as I could see There was a bunch of good-looking women and they be following me Well, the brook run into the ocean, the ocean run into that deep, deep, deep blue sea Now, the brook run into the ocean, the river run into that deep, deep, deep blue sea You ought to have seen them women Lord, they be fishing after me

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

My baby caught the train, left me all alone My baby caught the train, left me all alone She know I love her, she done me wrong My baby bought the ticket long as her right arm My baby bought the ticket long as my right arm She say she gonna ride long as I been from home Well, who's been talking everything that I do? Who's been talking everything that I do? Well, you, my baby, I hate to lose Well, goodbye, baby, hate to see you go Well, goodbye, baby, hate to see you go You know I love you, I'm the causing of it all I'm the causing of it all I'm the causing of it all I'm the causing of it all I'm the causing of it all I'm the causing of it all I'm the causing of it all

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026