At the beginning of recording their second album, 2075's "Johnny Nuclear Saves the World" (soon to be reissued), Johnny and the rest of the band were in the studio working on dialing in the guitar, keyboard, and drum sounds that would ultimately come to shape the record. With the drums tuned, microphones placed, guitar tones settled, and synthesizer patches figured out, the band began to jam in a room thick with deepweed smoke. Toshirō had brought the party favors, and through them the rest of the band brought the heavy grooves.
48 hours later, the band emerged from their drug-induced fever dream seclusion having jammed their way through a meandering new track that was different from any other they'd written to date. Not knowing where it would end up but knowing it didn't fit on Saves the World, the band set the track aside.
Previously only a little-known legend, the band now presents the song in all its stony glory. Headphones, deepweed, and righteous indignation all strongly advised.
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Murder Your Masters
lyrics
I’ve been kicked
and beaten to the ground.
I won’t let the fuckin’
system keep me down.
I ain’t got no
way out of this hole
‘cuz I got no
dominion over my soul.
Kill what controls you and you will be free.
I’ve been hooked
and hopeless to maintain.
I’ve been bound
by neuro-transmitted chains.
Chems and sex and tech
and all their other tools of oppression,
all designed for you
just to numb the pain of your submission.
Kill what controls you and you will be free.
Flatline the fuckers and rise from your knees.
Here I am with all the answers!
Yeah, I know how to cure the cancer!
Stand up tall against the bastards!
Take control and murder your masters!
We’re fuckin’ cookin’ now!
Up is out and in is down!
Got deepweed in my brain—
zen and bliss to fuzz the pain!
Pupils like yawning mouths,
busted apertures, colors spilling out!
Trip-hammer heartbeat,
and we ain’t even reached the peak!
Glowing through the haze…
Glowing through the haze,
neon green and poison black…
Smoked and set ablaze,
further out and way off track…
Glowing through the haze,
neon green and poison black…
Smoked and set ablaze,
further out and way off track…
Glowing through the haze,
neon green and poison black…
Burned and pushed away,
too far gone—no coming back…
We keep repeating
the same old same mistakes—
broken and begging for
what crumbs they choose to waste.
[ virus // toxin // matrix ]
( Blood pollution… )
We take our miseries
slammed into our veins.
Toxic wageslavery—
conformity in chains.
We keep repeating
the same fucking mistakes.
We grab our ankles
and give them more to take.
[ carved out // shut in // held down ]
( Blood pollution… )
[ construct // erased // ego ]
( Self dissolution… )
Here I am with all the answers!
I know how to cure the cancer!
Walk real tall amongst the bastards!
Seize control all bloody and battered!
Yeah, I got us all the answers!
We’re the cure and they’re the cancer!
The day is comin’ ever faster!
Make your stand and murder your masters!
Murder your masters!
Murder ‘em!
Murder your masters!
WHOA!
Puttin’ paid to the plans of the pawns
pushin’ poison baby…
Cuttin’ out like killers killin’ time
goin’ fuckin’ crazy…
Pullin’ paydata off of pirates
punkin’ packets, baby…
Runnin’ hard in the shadows
takin’ flechette shots at the world that made me…
supported by 4 fans who also own “Murder Your Masters”
One day I came across this title on YouTube and it intrigued me. The nostalgy hit me so much that I went back on IRC in 2019. Thanks to that, I met my girlfriend after being single for 15 years, and moved to a new town 6 hours away from me. All of that because of a click on that song.
Music has the power to change people's life and this track is my personal proof of that fact. swipesomething
