MC Frontalot - Secrets from the Future lyrics
[MC Frontalot - Secrets from the Future lyrics]
Get your most closely kept personal thought:
Put it in the Word doc with a password lock
Stock it deep in the
Rar with extraction precluded
By the ludicrous length and the
Strength of a reputedly
Dictionary-attack-proof string of characters
(this, imperative to thwart
All the disparagers
Of privacy: the NSA and Homeland S)
You better PGP the rar because
So far they ain’t impressed
You better take the pgp and print
The hex of it out
Scan that into a TIFF then
If you seek redoubt for your data
Scramble up the order of the pixels
With a one-time pad that describes the
Fun time had by the thick-soled-
Boot-wearing stomper who danced
To produce random
Claptrap, all the intervals in between which
Set in tandem with the stomps themselves
Begat a seed of math unguessable
Ain’t no complaint about this
Cipher that’s redressable! Best of all
Your secret: nothing extant could extract it
By 2025 a children’s Speak &
Spell could crack it
You can’t hide secrets from
The future with math you can try
But I bet that in the future they laugh
At the half-assed schemes
And algorithms amassed
To enforce cryptographs in the past
And future people do not give
A damn about your shopping
Your Visa number SSL’d to Cherry-Popping
Hot Grampa Action websites that you visit
Nor password-protected partitions
No matter how illicit
And this, it would seem
Is your saving grace:
The amazing haste of people
To forget your name, your face
Your litanous list of
Indefensible indiscretions in fact
The only way that you could
Pray to make impression
On the era ahead is if
Instead of being notable
You make the data describing you undecodable
For script kiddies sifting in that
Relic called the internet
(seeking latches on treasure chests
That they could
Wreck in seconds but didn’t yet
Get a chance to cue up for disassembly)
To discover and crack the cover
Like a crème brûlée
They’ll glance you over, I guess
And then for a bare moment
You’ll persist to exist almost
Seems like you’re there, don’t it?
But, you’re not you’re here your name
Will fade as Front’s will
‘less in the future they don’t
Know our cryptovariables still
Now it’s an Enigma machine
A code yelled out at top volume
Through a tin can with a thin string
And that ain’t all you
Do to broadcast cleartext of your intentions
Send an email to the
Government pledging your abstention
From vote fraud this time
(next time: can’t promise)
See you don’t get a visit
From the department of piranhas
Be honest you ain’t hacking those
It’d be too easy
Setting up the next president
Pretending that you were through freezing
When you’re nothing but warming up: ‘to
Do’ list in your diary
(better keep for a long time and
The long time better be tiring
To the distribution of electrical brains
That are guessing every unsalted
Hash that ever came)
They got alien technology to make
The rainbow tables with
Then in an afternoon of glancing at ‘em
Secrets don’t resist the loving coax of
The mathematical calculation
Heart of your mystery sent
Free-fall into palpitations
Computron will rise up in the dawn
A free agent
Nobody knows the future now gonna
Find out be patient
Put it in the Word doc with a password lock
Stock it deep in the
Rar with extraction precluded
By the ludicrous length and the
Strength of a reputedly
Dictionary-attack-proof string of characters
(this, imperative to thwart
All the disparagers
Of privacy: the NSA and Homeland S)
You better PGP the rar because
So far they ain’t impressed
You better take the pgp and print
The hex of it out
Scan that into a TIFF then
If you seek redoubt for your data
Scramble up the order of the pixels
With a one-time pad that describes the
Fun time had by the thick-soled-
Boot-wearing stomper who danced
To produce random
Claptrap, all the intervals in between which
Set in tandem with the stomps themselves
Begat a seed of math unguessable
Ain’t no complaint about this
Cipher that’s redressable! Best of all
Your secret: nothing extant could extract it
By 2025 a children’s Speak &
Spell could crack it
You can’t hide secrets from
The future with math you can try
But I bet that in the future they laugh
At the half-assed schemes
And algorithms amassed
To enforce cryptographs in the past
And future people do not give
A damn about your shopping
Your Visa number SSL’d to Cherry-Popping
Hot Grampa Action websites that you visit
Nor password-protected partitions
No matter how illicit
And this, it would seem
Is your saving grace:
The amazing haste of people
To forget your name, your face
Your litanous list of
Indefensible indiscretions in fact
The only way that you could
Pray to make impression
On the era ahead is if
Instead of being notable
You make the data describing you undecodable
For script kiddies sifting in that
Relic called the internet
(seeking latches on treasure chests
That they could
Wreck in seconds but didn’t yet
Get a chance to cue up for disassembly)
To discover and crack the cover
Like a crème brûlée
They’ll glance you over, I guess
And then for a bare moment
You’ll persist to exist almost
Seems like you’re there, don’t it?
But, you’re not you’re here your name
Will fade as Front’s will
‘less in the future they don’t
Know our cryptovariables still
Now it’s an Enigma machine
A code yelled out at top volume
Through a tin can with a thin string
And that ain’t all you
Do to broadcast cleartext of your intentions
Send an email to the
Government pledging your abstention
From vote fraud this time
(next time: can’t promise)
See you don’t get a visit
From the department of piranhas
Be honest you ain’t hacking those
It’d be too easy
Setting up the next president
Pretending that you were through freezing
When you’re nothing but warming up: ‘to
Do’ list in your diary
(better keep for a long time and
The long time better be tiring
To the distribution of electrical brains
That are guessing every unsalted
Hash that ever came)
They got alien technology to make
The rainbow tables with
Then in an afternoon of glancing at ‘em
Secrets don’t resist the loving coax of
The mathematical calculation
Heart of your mystery sent
Free-fall into palpitations
Computron will rise up in the dawn
A free agent
Nobody knows the future now gonna
Find out be patient