Unicus - Phone Sex

〈Intro: Unicus〉
Y-O, Y-O, Y-O, Y-O, yo
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〈Verse 1: Unicus〉
I woke up to a purplish red sky, wondering "Where's the rest of my tribe?"
Trials and tribulation magnify in the future, it's elementary
Within a century, mankind has managed to pollute
The whole universe with ghastly cosmic fumes to eliminate all races
Plastic faces melt within contact with radiation
They were chilling in a coffee shop, listening to hip hop
Before the destruction that happened slowly as they suffered
Mothers were dеvastated as special wages wеre far too investigated
The scene similar to a dream - but it seemed this year, the prophecy's clear
Most should be living in fear if not a Babel to cell
Afflicting pain upon others seem to be their favorite pastime
Year after year, we continue to shorten our lifeline
Technology got us thinking we're moving ahead, instead it's like the cyber Stone Age
For every citizen that value their privacy - best to believe to the state, you're a enemy
No more Mr. Officer Friendly, they got artillery
Get ready for the robotic psychotic military

〈Hook x2: Muad'Dib and Unicus〉
We're living in the days of phone sex, Internet
Super highways, cellular phones, invisible jets
ATM machines to get green
I seen a UFO in the sky, so it seems
〈Verse 2: Muad'Dib〉
In this day and age of virtual reality
Sanity and actuality is abnormality
Tallying salaries will unravel your batteries
So rally for battle or become babbling casualties
You see, are we preparing for the future, or is the future preparing us
For fiber optic lariats? It's weary of us
Scaring us into submission with television
Yelling tradition and selling religion to any who'll listen
Head on collision with deadly precision, please tell them I miss them
Departure, arrival, reentry into the system
Dead flesh doesn't protest a laser incision
Reanimated and encased within the cybernetic prison

Intergalactic tactics are grafted to my neural synaptics
Graphic depictions of actual Internet traffic
Zip! Why walk when you could fly? Why fly when you can teleport?
Www.omnipotent.org

I'm bored with soaring above digital clouds and shrouds of secrecy
Making my rounds to Saturn and back, as a matter of fact
The snack would be lovely, just plug me into the computer!
No fruits and shit, the Internet bustles me with nutrients

〈Hook x2: Muad'Dib and Unicus〉
We're living in the days of phone sex, Internet
Super highways, cellular phones, invisible jets
ATM machines to get green
I spotted a UFO in the sky, so it seems