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Song of harmony and the world
(vocals, bass and toothbrush)

This is the song of harmony
and the absolute agreement between the lovers
who share the same TV schedule.

There is no more impurity of feeling
the adaptation has been distilled.
A world in the round
with no dirt, no holes, no corners.

Green energy
powers up the screens
showing
significant cultural contributions.
This is the song of harmony
and of the cleansing of the blood,
of the method of purity
and of the one skin project.

A lucky skull
holds a pair of eyes
with the right Rh factor,
thanks to Grandad's fear
of the black semen inside his daughter.

A world of language
is clean, clear and concise.
Poets send each other
SMS haikus.
Now unnecessary, laws are abolished.
Rights are forgotten
without dropping the smiles off our faces.
And all the women
are submissive.

This is the song of harmony,
everybody knows where they stand
and there's no resentment.
Every knob is sparkling, every floor tile.

Perceived data is easily ordered,
in a univocal sense.
Decisions are always satisfactory.

This is the song of the spokespeople
of dominion, control, and progress,
of the reduction to numbers
and of complete freedom.

The fingerprints vanished
and all the fluids were drained.
A world with no fear of the other
and in its sanitized cities
we don't know who to thank
for the fointains that cleanse the gaze.
And when this song is over
you will find out
that the practices
of the desire for purity, cleanliness and hygiene,
are soiling your life
from the inside,
soiling your life
from the inside,
from the inside.