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Fornicating Arachnids

by Matt Xander

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1.
Scraping The Barrel 03:27
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So what’s new? We head to the booth, picking a turd or a douche They hold their pickets, they test our limits, they’re looking to murder the truth They’re tryna call it News Limited, when it is limited news. But we got no pistol, we got no rifle, fighting with rhythm and blues Because we don’t really have a choice like Sophie so we Keep on voting in the dopes we don’t need though they’re achieving nothing And all the ones who should be winning the elections Spending every single second curing hair-loss and erections Like, science was golden now it settles for bronze We’re in a jam like the band Eddie Vedder was from Like Betterman song we lie so we’re getting along We used to long to be better, now you’d better belong God damn it, what happened to them? Our leaders are on strings, like a marionette We gotta choose either Kodos or Kang It looks like we’re scraping the barrel again God damn it, what happened to them? Our leaders are on strings, like a marionette We gotta choose either Kodos or Kang It looks like we’re scraping the barrel again If that’s the best we’ve got we’re clutching at straws We got the raw prawn or the poor luck of the draw Your uppity laws, man they keep fucking us all Oh come on we all want a fair suck of the sauce bottle I’m goin full throttle, I wanna make heads bobble I’m tryna stop the shamozzle, you waffle on about nothing Your policies all perfectly strange like Bartokomous Ruined like the acropolis now like Nick Giannopoulos Not for the pompous, the toffee-nosed aristocracy Fuck em I ain’t no fortunate one like I’m John Fogerty There’s no clearwater but I’m clearing the air I’m tellin ya we’re scraping the barrel again God damn it, what happened to them? Our leaders are on strings, like a marionette We gotta choose either Kodos or Kang It looks like we’re scraping the barrel again God damn it, what happened to them? Our leaders are on strings, like a marionette We gotta choose either Kodos or Kang It looks like we’re scraping the barrel again Never benevolent while selling us medicine Fill our head up with chemicals til we’re under their spell again We don’t forget like elephants, we won’t let em be elegant We know anything relevant goes to men with no melanin Don’t blame me, I voted for Kodos Don’t blame me, I voted for Kodos Don’t blame me, I voted for Kodos We’re tryna score goals they keep moving the goalpost God damn it, what happened to them? Our leaders are on strings, like a marionette We gotta choose either Kodos or Kang It looks like we’re scraping the barrel again God damn it, what happened to them? Our leaders are on strings, like a marionette We gotta choose either Kodos or Kang It looks like we’re scraping the barrel again
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Revolution 03:58
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I know that there’s an undercurrent so big That a tsunami will be coming our way I know you feel a little heated sometimes Your blood boils every now and again We will reverse the 99 and the one And we’ll all prosper at the end of the day So if you feel like you got something to say So either lead or you follow or get out of the way Start that revolution, start it today Start that revolution or get out of my way I’ll take a stand on my soapbox, demand That we’re significant despite what they think So stop debating, it’s only procrastinating The inevitable fall of the king We’ll make em disappear just like Harold Holt There will be anarchy when we all revolt I know you feel like it’s the end of the road But all that gravel is about to be paved in gold Start that revolution, start it today Start that revolution or get out of my way Start that revolution, start it today Start that revolution or get out of my way Ah geez Louise, it seems easy-pasy We cease the greed and we’re breathing easy We’re planting seeds and we sprout believers Spring comes and we catch the fever, don’t need Che’s beret or Guy Fawkes mask Not Ghandi’s robe or Fidel’s cigar, Don’t need Malcolm’s glasses or Marx’s beard We got a Marx speech coupled with a Martin dream These companies haven’t come to please They slug fees then take away subsidies They’re full of greed, pride, envy and gluttony But we’ll knock em off the wall like Humpty D Our tactic’s to act quick We ain’t here to... fornicate arachnids The fact is they say slaves are in graves and yet Today’s slaves aren’t in chains they’re in debt Start that revolution, start it today Start that revolution or get out of my way Start that revolution, start it today Start that revolution or get out of my way Revving up for the revolution man Revving up and we’re gonna revolt Revving up for the revolution man Revving up and we’re gonna resolve Revving up for the revolution man Revving up and we’re gonna revolt Revving up for the revolution man Revving up and we’re gonna resolve this mess Start that revolution, start it today Start that revolution or get out of my way Start that revolution, start it today Start that revolution or get out of my way
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Rat Race 03:49
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We’re all lab rats Feedin the fat cats We’re heading in the wrong direction better back-track There’s no winners here So why we livin here? We work jobs til we drop or just disappear We the populous Have had enough of this But we got a thick skin like a rhinoceros It seems ominous To all the commoners Work so the boss got pockets that are bottomless Wake up again I’m hearing Sonny & Cher now Everyday is just the same that they’re beginning to blur now Started with the ones who made monotonous work I say they’re greedy but they tell us they’re an entrepreneur Check your personality when you appear in the door There’s no individuAlity- in here any more It’s a game, you’re king, we’re all of the pawns Rich get richer, poor still poor I don’t want to be Stuck in the rat race You don’t want to be Stuck in the rat race Can’t we all agree That we can defeat this Then we will be, then we will be, then we will be free So let’s advertise To keep em pacified I’m doin 9-5 feels like I been paralysed Discuss strategy We’re not a charity So keep bringing in the chips like Rafferty Get rid of them Until the bitter end Don’t really care if you never get dividends Live in the moment Screw that promotion cos You know even if you win the race you’re still a rodent Making products that we can’t even afford But we line up down the aisles even out of the door Making lay-offs and then give the board another reward Just so we can say the Gross Domestic Product has soared Yeah we all commute in where we work til the grave Chained to computers, we’re virtually slaves This pursuit is never ending like we’re trapped in a maze We’re no longer human we’re just fucking rats in a race I don’t want to be Stuck in the rat race You don’t want to be Stuck in the rat race Can’t we all agree That we can defeat this Then we will be, then we will be, then we will be free Get back in your cage you damn vermin, damn vermin get back in your cage Get back in your cage you damn vermin, damn vermin get back in your cage Get back in your cage you damn vermin, damn vermin get back in your cage Get back in your cage you damn vermin, damn vermin get back in your cage I don’t want to be Stuck in the rat race You don’t want to be Stuck in the rat race Can’t we all agree That we can defeat this Then we will be, then we will be, then we will be I don’t want to be Stuck in the rat race You don’t want to be Stuck in the rat race Can’t we all agree That we can defeat this Then we will be, then we will be, then we will be free
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Sacrificial Lamb 03:33
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Greed for a lack of a better word is evil Keepin it like (George) Orwell you’re thinking you’re more equal No, I don’t mean the sweetener, mathematic sign either I mean it like you’re Napoleon Bonaparte and Squealer I wasn’t born an heir to the throne I don’t care if I never pull the sword from the stone It ought to be known I fought for the ordinary folk I won’t be loyal to the royals if I’m royally boned And so I’m the fall guy like Lee Majors Made to pave way for waves of dictators (achtung) We make wages, they gain the praises Hate to say you’re a great pile like Jim Nabors You’ve got the monopoly, stocking up all the property Prolly not stopping til I’m a ghost and I’m making pottery Poverty stricken, thinking they’re burdens upon the colony All of em cos they won at the metaphorical lottery I know what you want to do Sacrificial lamb Fucking me to better you Sacrificial lamb I know who you think I am I don’t give a shit man I won’t be your god-damn Sacrificial lamb I’m the one to save em all Sacrificial lamb You can rise up when I fall Sacrificial lamb I know who you think I am I don’t give a shit man I won’t be your god-damn Sacrificial lamb Rob us all, take the profits offshore Before you know we’re up shit creek with no oar some foursome life ain’t pea-ches, mango, peaches Some get the ringside, some get the bleachers The banks lose money, say “fuck it, we’ll just bill em all” The built a bigger bubble to live in than Jake Gyllenhaal Thinking that they’ve taken it all, they take a little more It’s pitiful, your typical industry tricks are criminal Yeah we listened to your crappy advice We capitalised until we cannibalised And frankly I win’t buy your packet of lies So fuck Elton John man this is a sacrifice I know what you want to do Sacrificial lamb Fucking me to better you Sacrificial lamb I know who you think I am I don’t give a shit man I won’t be your god-damn Sacrificial lamb I’m the one to save em all Sacrificial lamb You can rise up when I fall Sacrificial lamb I know who you think I am I don’t give a shit man I won’t be your god-damn Sacrificial lamb Jam tomorrow, jam yesterday but there’s never any jam today Jam tomorrow, jam yesterday but there’s never any jam today Jam tomorrow, jam yesterday but there’s never any jam today Jam tomorrow, jam yesterday but there’s never any jam, no there’s never any jam today I know what you want to do Sacrificial lamb Fucking me to better you Sacrificial lamb I know who you think I am I don’t give a shit man I won’t be your god-damn Sacrificial lamb I’m the one to save em all Sacrificial lamb You can rise up when I fall Sacrificial lamb I know who you think I am I don’t give a shit man I won’t be your god-damn Sacrificial lamb
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Gonads 04:08
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You got the testosterone, muscle like Sylvester Stallone Manly like Jamie Lyon and bravery like a fireman Got bigger testicles than Wesley Warren Jnr’s balls But you make decisions as primitive as neanderthals Stop the evil you’re not Knievel We’ve seen you can build a house of lies like Cheadle This war’s not needed like Mall Cop sequels And all we ask is ya draft beer not people It’s not believable, leaving is inconceivable Something won’t fade-away into nothing like Justin Bieber will It keeps going forever like Eveready But everybody keeps yelling it’s better than things have ever been They claim I’m making it up and it’s all in my head But I say the only ones seeing the end of war are the dead And I’m sure of only this one thing but man it just outta be said Because war won’t determine who’s right but who’s left You’ve got the gonads to invade You’ve got the gonads to start the game You march to graves then part the blame But don’t have the gonads, have the gonads to walk away For those who’ve seen war man I couldn’t be more sorrier These wars fought by a keyboard warrior Control C then V on the monitor Keep on going til they’re meeting the coroner Younger don’t declare it but the young have gotta wear it While the guns made quicker than the tongues that we’re tearing I’m stunned when one dies we say it’s horrific If a million die they just become one statistic Costs to leave but it’ll cost you more to grieve em Even if you don’t believe em you won’t tell em when you see em Cos they mutter it under their breath we’re marching to death even though they were not meant to Yeah but they never will say we’ll all get away Until there is nothing to get to They claim I’m making it up and it’s all in my head But I say the only ones seeing the end of war are the dead And I’m sure of only this one thing but man it just outta be said Because war won’t determine who’s right but who’s left You’ve got the gonads to start the game You’ve got the gonads to invade You march to graves then part the blame But don’t have the gonads, have the gonads to walk away You’ve got the testicles, ballbags, great big cajones You’ve got a lot of nuts but it goes with the bollocks You’ve got testicles, ballbags and you’ve got the nutsacks Got a lot of guts but you don’t got the gonads You’ve got the gonads to start the game You’ve got the gonads to invade You march to graves then part the blame But don’t have the gonads, have the gonads to walk away
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Take It All Back 03:49
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Grab your pitchfork It’s an old-fashioned overthrowing we’re down for No, I never wanted to say it But now we’re gonna take it over cos democracy failed us Yeah we’re over your gaffes We’re sick and tired of the liars and the sociopaths Yeah we’re coming to get em We’re going 24/7 just like we’re 7/11 Cos they say we’re broke and they blame the migrants While they hide all their money in the Cayman Islands They want all us to remain in silence While they keep spreading fear through their hate and violence You tread on everybody in your track You take from us and you’re thinking that you won’t react We’re gonna tell em that the best form of defence is attack So we’re coming to take it all back You act tough but it don’t concern me You can go and get stuffed like a taxidermi You sent us on a backward journey Now we’re gonna break bad like in Alburqurque We’re all listening to Jones and Hadley And wondering why everybody’s voting badly It’s not a game, it ain’t Milton Bradley But you play us and wonder why we still get angry These MNCs aren’t friends with me The big cheese better in a penitentiary They’re like Bentleys- bigger than they’re meant to be They can’t see so I’m giving em the Nth degree You’re reckless see even if you wreck the biz I bet that it won’t affect the executives We’re sick of it and we’re coming for ya Mr aristocrat And we’re coming to take it all back We started out small but that’s alright Because slowly over time we’ll multiply We’re opening our mind, you close your eyes You turn the other cheek, it’s no surprise You stab us in the back, we counteract You drop the ball, we pick up the slack Still running by the megalomaniac So we’re coming to take it all back Come with me if you want to live

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‘Fornicating Arachnids’ talks about war, corporate greed and politicians, discussing them through references to dated sitcoms. It was produced by talented multi-instrumentalist and ARIA Award nominee, Cory Blight (Dukes of Windsor, Overreactor).

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released August 25, 2017

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Matt Xander Sydney, Australia

Matt Xander is a satirical hip hop artist from the Blue Mountains, Australia. His music views contemporary political and social issues through humour and pop-culture references. Xander is in the string section blowing a trombone. He is unashamedly hip hop’s oddity, forging his own path. You don’t like it, you can stick hip hop up your ass. ... more

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