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1. |
I Have the Power
04:22
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I've come here from a distant place to stare at each and every face
Of you, the trite and commonplace who watch my every move
I stand before you on this stage to dip my quill and script a page
Of history, outside the cage that I've prepared for you
You want to know what is it I do to command your ear and eye?
Well I have the power
Over what you do
Contained within my show tonight are all your dreams come true
Now I come from a lengthy line all highly cultured and refined
A mix of mortal and divine who walked upon the earth
I stand here now to make my mark, like lightning lighting up the dark
(FLASH!)
With cosmic forces that did spark the moment of my birth
(What a moment!)
There's nothing anyone can do, I want to warn each one of you that
I have the power
Over all of you
Contained within this brain of mine are all your dreams... STOP DOING THAT!!! (SORRY!)
Do you have the power? - I believe I have the power!
Are you sure you have the power? - Well I thought I had the power!
And do you deserve the power? - I don't know! But
Give me... give me THE POWER!
guitar solo
But does my power truly enslave you? Untrue!
No special force, or strange ability
What secret magic power do you each possess?
The power of your gullibility!
Oh yes, you have the power
Over what you do
Contained within your pointed little heads are all your dreams come true, true true...
Whoa, whoa, yes you know you do you have the power
A voice, a chance, a choice to pick and choose
With hearts, and minds up your behinds
And megabucks to lose...
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3. |
LoBoToMy
03:15
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Stress
Fear of failure
Knowledge
Exams
Questions
Answers
Responses
Rhetoric
LO! BO! TO! MY!
LO! BO! TO! MY!
Small part of you wants to die
But most of you wishes to live
There must be a solution to this problem
Here's some advice that I'm happy to give
The source of your consternation
Is buried deep inside of your head
Get rid of the defective part of yourself
You'd be a lot happier if you were Brain Dead!
LO! BO! TO! MY!
LO! BO! TO! MY!
Power
Pressure
Presence
Transsubstantiation
Politicians on the left
Politicians on the right
Politicians on the left
and politicians on the right
could use
a
LO! BO! TO! MY!
LO! BO! TO! MY!
Take a nice sharpened object
A number two pencil will do
Ram it up your nose just as hard as you can
The pain goes away in an hour or two
You'll wake up in a whole new frame of mind
And then you'll know how good life can be
Now you'll be just as happy as me!
You just gave yourself a lobotomy!
LO! BO! TO! MY!
LO!! BO!! TO!! MY!!!
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4. |
Destroy Old Things
06:32
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Destroy old things
They're all used up
This rusting tool
That broken cup
The VCR
That ate my tape
The comfy chair
That lost its shape
Destroy!
Destroy old things
Do it today
You broke a string, throw the guitar away
Buy a new one now they're all so cheap
So what, who cares if it just lasts a week? Destroy it!
Out of date!
Outmoded!
Out of vogue, you've been
Outvoted!
Destroy old things
Buy all new gear, and
Do it, do it, do it, do it several times a year
Spend your cash, forget the quality
Do your part for the economy!
Buy cheap!
Be smart!
Shop at S-Mart!
This brand new stuff
You bought is broken
But the buying public
Have already spoken
They purchase garbage with a smile
We'll pile it high atop a stinking garbage pile!
Destroy it - you no longer care
Fix it so that it can't be repaired
Smash that trash no hesitation!
Destroy, and vent out all your animal frustration!
But what to do with all this waste?
To fire it into outer space
Would cost too much. Instead let's act fast
Destroy it with atomic blast!
Turn those stinking piles of trash
Into radioactive ash
Outsized!
Outcast!
Destroyed... destroyed, destroyed at last!
All your new things
Will soon be broken
You'll buy them over again
Do you think I'm joking?
We can, we should
We can, we should
Blow it up real good
Blow it up real good!
DESTROY!
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The hand
It's following you
Without an arm
Without a clue
You can't understand
Why... it's still alive
You'd think you'd have to run
In order to survive - but you could reach out
Reach out and touch the hand
Get a grip
Try to understand
Life these days, it never goes as planned
So go ahead - and touch the hand!
Touch the hand, touch the hand, touch the HAND!
The hand
It doesn't follow commands
Like sit, or stay
It doesn't understand
What does it want?
You can't comprehend
A handshake? Love? Or a sequined glove?
This torture will never end!
Until you reach out
Reach out and touch the hand
The hand you're dealt
Is not yours to demand
And life these days, it never goes as planned
So go ahead - and touch the hand!
But... forgive me Lord, for I have sinned against Music
Mangled the melody, torn and abused it
The words and lyrics, I have confused them yeah
Somebody lend me a hand that's connected
Not one that's crawling around and infected
Don't point the finger if it's not protected, yeah!
Just touch the hand, touch the hand, touch the HAND!
The hand... it's now around your neck!
It's strangling you! You ask me, "what the heck?
Whaddid I do? Do? To deserve this?"
Then you look at your arm... it's amputated at the wrist!
I told ya reach out - reach out and touch the hand!
Why'd ya listen to me?
I'm just the singer in a band!
Next time... think for yourself! Take a stand!
You should not... have touched the hand!
I repeat... don't touch the hand!
I do declare... don't touch the hand!
Hey you over there... don't touch the hand!
Attencion... n'est touchez pas le main!
I cannot stress strongly enough... don't touch the hand!
Oh no... run away!
Here comes the hand!!!
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7. |
Placebo!
02:34
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You wake up in the morning and you're feeling kinda ill
So you go to see the doctor to get some kind of a pill
And the doctor looks at you and says it's all up in your head
So he hands you a prescription and tells you to go to bed
You think the medicine he gave you was a hoax! (Placebo!)
In the condition you are in you don't have time for stupid jokes
Please tell me what the hell this is I am eating? (Placebo!)
If I had wanted sugar pills I would have gone out trick-or-treating!
So you wake up the next morning feeling worse instead of better
And you notice with the pills the doctor had enclosed a letter
Stating that you shouldn't take these pills with food or drugs or beer
And you're thinking that it's time to end his medical career
Is it fraud or just malpractice, well it's both! (Placebo!)
It's a hipocracy against the very Hippocratic oath!
Now you're not just sick, you're also quite annoyed! (Placebo!)
The efficacy of this treatment is completely null and void
Your friends all think you're getting carried away
These things take time, you should give it one more day
In a few hours you'll be feeling so nice
Then you get the doctor bill and see the stratospheric price!
synth solo
Now you're walking up to give the doc a big piece of your mind
And then suddenly you feel a quaver deep in your behind
Everybody's staring at you as you charge across the floor
Heading straight in the direction of the nearest restroom door
When you barge into the bathroom there's your doc
He's got some news for you that nearly puts you in a state of shock
He says he's got some different pills he wants to give you
Because it wasn't a placebo, it was lax-a-tive!
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9. |
radiosonic ruckus
00:49
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10. |
Why Do We Do It
05:02
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Well we've been working long hours alone in the lab
Long into the night
Are you getting the same reaction as me girl?
The moment has got to be right
We studied nuclear science and chemicals
The moon and the stars above
With all our eyes have scrutinized I believe it is time
to experiment on love
Why do we do it? Because we're scientists!
Why do we do it? Because we're scientists!
Why do we do it? Because we're scientists!
Why do we do it? We should do it in the name of science!
Science!
Science Science Science!
Science!
Science!
Science!
Science Science Science!
Science!
Hey yeah
I've got a PhD in physiology
A genius of science with a nuclear degree
But beneath the lab coat girl you know I'm a man
And with you being a woman I have got myself a plan
So why settle for doin' it any ol' place?
We could use the teleporter and do it in space
We could do it in zero gravity
I'm gonna do it for you
if you do it right back at me
Why do we do it? Because we're scientists!
Why do we do it? Because we're scientists!
Why do we do it? Because we're scientists!
Why do we do it? We should do it in the name of science!
Science!
Science Science Science!
Science!
Science!
Science!
Science Science Science!
Science!
Yow
Peer into the visorscope
And see what your future will be
Yes it's true, a ray of hope
Probability that you will be with me!
Chemicals you are wearing have a sensual aroma
And above my boudoir is a magnificent diploma
You could give it up... or research on your own
If you don't go down with me
then I'll just have to freak your clone
Freak your mind and your body with my science
guitar solo
Now BREAK! Umph
Well we could do it in the radiation booth
A dangerous idea, to tell you the truth
We could also do it invisibly
Cause it's challenging to do it when you can't see you or me
We could do it in the planetarium, the terrerium, or the aquarium
We could to it and keep our lab coats on
Or we could switch brains and do it to it all night long
Why do we do it? Because we're scientists!
Why do we do it? Because we're scientists!
Why do we do it? Because we're scientists!
Why do we do it? We should do it in the name of science!
Science!
Science Science Science!
Science!
Science!
Science!
Science Science Science!
Science!
Why do we do it? Because we're scientists!
Why do we do it? Because we're scientists!
Why do we do it? Because we're scientists!
Why do we do it? We should do it in the name of science!
Science!
Science Science Science!
Science!
Science!
Science!
Science Science Science!
Science!
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11. |
Dance or Die
04:35
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Dance - dance all night
Dance - dance or die!
Let us play your silly game
I want to feel the precious pain
Falling through this masquerade
I want to bathe in acid rave
Dance - dance all night
Dance - dance or die
Love to stay throes delay
love to play until we came
Sinful shame pulsating pain
in the name of all we blame
Your writhing bodies I now want to be possessing
I can't tell whether I am rolling or just x-ing
You can't see what I feel, but I fear I need some more
Let us dance ourselves to death, here on the dance floor
Where we can dance - dance all night
Dance - dance or die!
Tie your hands behind your head
drop dead follow me to bed
Take my hand my wedding band
do exactly as we planned
Take a knife end my life we have played your silly game
Here I lay your smile betrays you remain I'm not to blame
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12. |
dogmatic deliberations
01:49
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13. |
Yer Dawg Iz Ded
04:12
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Well I was rockin' out in my G.T.O.
I had the Upper Crust 8-track all the way up
When I glanced to the road below
And I saw this little pee-wee Pekingese pup
Well I ran over that little Shih Tzu, and when I jumped outta my car
He was-a stuck to the heel of my shoe! And that's just where we are right now
Because yer dawg iz ded - D.E.D.
And now his furz all read - R.E.A.D.
Cause I cwushed his wittle hed! H.E.D.
And now yer - yer dawg iz ded! Yeah!
I hear ya yell out, "Oh my dawg!" But nobody seems to hear
And now yer little dawg's dedder than a log, wit tha flies on his floppy ears
Well I'm tha one who did tha deed! And I'm tha only dawg you need! Yeah
I'm just a mangy malnourished scrapyard mutt but hey,
At least I'm easy to feed! Yeah rite
Because yer dawg iz ded - D.E.D.
You say his name wuz Phread P.H.R.E.A.D.
He was a pure bread - B.R.E.A.D.
But now he's just plain stinkin' dead! Yeah!
I hear ya still miss that little pup
I say well that's just fine
Why don't we erect a temple to that lazy mutt? Plant some flowers in his rotten behind!
Well now my karma ran ovah yer dawgma and now
That's an end to that
Why don't you go ahead and end it all
Just get yerself a mutha freakin' cat meow
Because yer dawg iz ded - D.E.D.
And now his furz all read - R.E.A.D.
Cause I cwushed his wittle hed! H.E.D.
And now yer - yer dawg iz ded! Yeah!
Because yer dawg iz ded - D.E.D.
You say his name wuz Phread P.H.R.E.A.D.
He was a pure bread - B.R.E.A.D.
But now he's just plain ol' dead! Yeah!
Plain ol' stinkin' dead! Yeah!
D.E.D.!!!!
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14. |
the cowboys of genius
03:09
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Well the other night, I come home
And I found her in the bathroom, a-cryin'
She's carryin' on like her dang ol' best friend jus' died
Seems there weren't nothin' that I could do
To dry up both of her eyes
And that's when I saw it, hangin' limp
Jes a-danglin' by her side
And I said, I ain't jealous of the showerhead
I ain't jealous of no showerhead
Cause I still got me a couple o' trick that'll make you come to bed
I ain't got a variable speed switch, or sundries of that kind
(Doncha know) I ain't jealous of the showerhead
Cause my equipment works jes' fine
So there she stood, all drippin' wet
Thing musta been clogged, or busted
And I couldn't tell you how I felt jes then, don't know if I was sorry
Or jus' disgusted
But by the look on her face, well
I could tell that she was plumb frustrated
That's the same way that I felt
The first dozen or so times we dated
But uh, I ain't jealous of the showerhead
I ain't jealous of no showerhead
I still got a trick up ma jeans that'll make you come to bed
I ain't got no six foot hose, or sundries of that kind
(Doncha know) I ain't jealous of the showerhead
Cause my plumbin' works just fine
And I ain't jealous of that collection of South American two foot long dildo's either!
By the same token I also ain't jealous of that 220 volt vibe-o-rator you keep right next to the bed!
Now on the other hand that mailman with that big giant mustache who comes around every morning after I go to work...
I'm still thinkin' about that one!
But uh, I ain't jealous of the showerhead
I ain't jealous of no showerhead
Cause I've got me a dang half ton hitch that'll tow you back to bed
I ain't got a dual pulse or spray selectable nozzle, or sundries of that kind
(Doncha know) I ain't jealous of the showerhead
Pardon!
Cause my equipment works just fine
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runaway rednecks
00:40
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17. |
Born in the South
04:22
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You don't know how good you got it till you try to live somewhere else
A southern man learns to rely upon himself
Alone out here with the penguins and a couple thousand miles of ice
If it gets above 40 below it'd sure be a real nice night
Well I was born in the South (South Pole!)
That's where I stand (oooh oooh)
I was raised in the South (Sweet home!)
With a harpoon in my hand
Gonna stay in the South (South Pole!)
Just as long as I can (oooh oooh)
It's me against the world... I'm a southern man!
Dixie's got nothin' on me I'm just as far south as I can get
Ya'll northern folks don't know a walrus makes a perfect pet
We got skiing, hunting out here, snowboarding and skating too
That walrus pulls my sled, he's the one that I call Dreaux
And he was born in the South (South Pole!)
That's where I am (oooh oooh)
And he was raised in the South (Sweet home!)
Got those flippers 'stead of hands
Gonna stay in the South (South Pole!)
Just as long as we can (oooh oooh)
It's us against the world... We're a southern clan!
Just one thing botherin' me
The attack of the wanderin' yeti
Me against nature in a perilous fight
With a southern-style sasquatch all furry and white - alright!
organ solo
guitar solo
Never have to worry 'bout gettin' a meal
Gonna grab my club and bludgeon me a crunchy baby seal!
I'm the only one left out here cause everybody done froze to death
But I know I'm still kickin' so long as I can still view my breath
Wontcha all come visit me in my igloo plantation home
Biggest piece of advice to you is to avoid that yellow snow
You weren't born in the South (South Pole!)
That's where I stand (oooh oooh)
You weren't raised in the South (Sweet home!)
You just wouldn't not understand
You best get out of the South (South Pole!)
Just as quick as you can (oooh oooh)
This is my whole world... I'm a southern man!
I'm a southern man!
I'm a southern
Hey!
Yeah!
I'm a southern man!
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18. |
desert dalliances
01:33
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19. |
Funky Fresh
04:03
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Hello ladies!
You are looking so fine
Hello ladies!
You will all soon be mine
Hello ladies!
You are looking so sweet
By the end of this song
You will be tasting upon my meat
For I am funky
Funky fresh
I am funky
Funky fresh
Funky fresh
With all you ladies
My harem will soon be full
We will rock all night
For I am strong like bull
And I am funky
Funky fresh
I am funky
Funky fresh
Funky fresh
Break it down now!
Rally 'round ladies
With a synergistic groove
Let yourself go
And really learn how to move
For all that is funky
I am the man, indeed
The smell will set you free
And I will then plant my seed! (ooh, gross!)
For I am funky
Funky fresh
I am funky
Funky fresh
Funky fresh
Break it down and kick it!
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hi-tech piracy
00:42
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21. |
Bucket of Blood
01:18
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Now gather 'round me mateys
Don't give your Captain lip
We're lost upon the bloody waves on this vampirate ship
Don't want to hear no protests
No screams and all that crud
Just take your drink because I think we've one last bucket o' blood
Oh! Bucket O' Blood! Drink it down! Careful not to spill
The first mate looks anemic and the men are feeling ill
So drink your last vampirates and enjoy it while it's good
If we can't find land then by my hand there'll be no more buckets of blood
There'll be no... more... buckets of... BLOOD!!!
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23. |
Just a Drumbot
02:20
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I'm just a robot - enslaved by this band
I'm despised from all sides but I do the best I can
A sad videobot, with a brain the size of Mars
Built to beat on drums in bars
I'm just a drumbot, doomed to rock and to roll
With two sticks, a red hat and a solid silicon soul
I feel as downhearted as a rusting tin can
Stupid humans, you could never understand
If they hadn't trapped me behind all these drums
They'd just purchase an old drum machine
But by C.O.G. (C.O.G.!) I swear I would murder them all
If I just could escape from this screen!
I may get rusty
But I wouldn't feel old
If I had a fem-bot to sample and hold
Hey all you humans
You're all obsolete
Please just die
That would be so freaking sweet
You might ask
How can a transistorized droid
Be the bearer of oh so much hate
Well you built me so why don't you figure it out
You stupid weak hairless primate
Hey mister soundman
See these metal thumbs?
I'll strangle you with them if you don't turn up my drums
Hello everybody
Drumbot's my name
If I kill you, then you know who is to blame
Well, if I kill you, you just have yourself to blame
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24. |
drumbiotic denouement
00:40
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Consortium of Genius New Orleans, Louisiana
Deep within their secret lair, a cabal of mad scientists and one smart-alecky robot are hatching an evil plot: TO ROCK the EARTH into OBLIVION!
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