Million Dead - The Eddison Address lyrics
[Million Dead - The Eddison Address lyrics]
I have never taken for granted
The science behind sound
Where's the equation behind Hendrix sending
His rumbles through the crowd?
Because music dwells not solely in the
Realm of cold hard fact
- the 70's punk explosion and
Stravinsky riots attest to that
Yes, our art the great leveller
I have always felt, unharnessed
Not in the temples but in the
Flood plains have we dwelt
Solomon's song a shadow without his
Voice and zither player
The apocalypse a sham without guitar, bass
Drums and slayer
And what of this snare drum riccochet?
Does it have the same soundwave pattern
As the shot that killed JFK?
And what of these basslines like
Tsunami through the ocean
Or the shimmer of acoustica that set
The hippy kids in motion?
What of that? my question
Remains unanswered, hanging, pensive
Unanswered and what of this guitar?
An expression of defiance
Of a broken record: the pervasion of science?
And what of my words
This luddite rallying call? Have
They little to
Teach us? maybe nothing at all
And what of this snare
Drum assassinatioon reverberation? the
Sound of an insurrection
Versus populist elation
Dearest eddison
You cannot capture or subdue our oscillations
Without destroying what we do
(and let's not forget that you hear
This through the wax of irony)
Yes, from city spires to underground
Hands on earpieces will never hold this down
The science behind sound
Where's the equation behind Hendrix sending
His rumbles through the crowd?
Because music dwells not solely in the
Realm of cold hard fact
- the 70's punk explosion and
Stravinsky riots attest to that
Yes, our art the great leveller
I have always felt, unharnessed
Not in the temples but in the
Flood plains have we dwelt
Solomon's song a shadow without his
Voice and zither player
The apocalypse a sham without guitar, bass
Drums and slayer
And what of this snare drum riccochet?
Does it have the same soundwave pattern
As the shot that killed JFK?
And what of these basslines like
Tsunami through the ocean
Or the shimmer of acoustica that set
The hippy kids in motion?
What of that? my question
Remains unanswered, hanging, pensive
Unanswered and what of this guitar?
An expression of defiance
Of a broken record: the pervasion of science?
And what of my words
This luddite rallying call? Have
They little to
Teach us? maybe nothing at all
And what of this snare
Drum assassinatioon reverberation? the
Sound of an insurrection
Versus populist elation
Dearest eddison
You cannot capture or subdue our oscillations
Without destroying what we do
(and let's not forget that you hear
This through the wax of irony)
Yes, from city spires to underground
Hands on earpieces will never hold this down