Space Rock

by Louis Mackey

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released 11 November 2009
Produced, written, performed and recorded by Louis Mackey.
Additional lyrics and vocals on "Hades Isn't Real" by Adam Kadmon.
Album art lovingly borrowed from Peter Max. [ www.petermax.com ]

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Track Name: Space Rock
Back from the dead it’s the space rock
Old, hoary and grey topped with the stories like Aesop
Not the rapper, but I’m chalked with passion and love
Caught you after, all it happened, and came back for the blood
Since everybody’s dead I’ll go in a cage, throw me through space
All my opponents are slain and it's lonely anyways
Out here as I row in the rain
I’ve been here before, so I know that its fate, sewing the same scenario
Got El Dorado locked, but don’t share my gold
I admit I'm so very vain but here we go
I think you fucking suck and I want to quit
Grab a local rapper’s face and rub it in shit
Die… die… perish and cease
I want Malibu homes to burn from terrace to beach
Spaceship earth, nowhere to run nowhere to hide
And I’m the drunk captain, you're goin’ over the side

All truth is one.

All truth is one.
In this light, may science and religion endeavor together for the steady evolution of Mankind:
From darkness to light,
From narrowness to broadmindedness,
From prejudice to tolerance

It’s been a long time but I shouldn’t have left you
Without sustenance, but I was wanted by Fed Troops
Swat teams surrounding the place where I rest
But I was not there when they tried to make arrest
Simple Simon….. Like I don’t even exist
This is just a holographic blip rhythmic mist
I got my ass whipped like plenty of times
So I’m not impressed with your incendiary rhymes, get me?
Some call it a buzz kill, others, enough will
To uncover the rust built ----on the temples I left
Wake up with canine bites and dents in my flesh
Potential to bless, any brethren or set
Echo my forefathers when endeavors are read
I’d be Mr. Macabre to sever your head!
So let’s figure, if you checked digits
I’m not greatest of all time--- just the best living
Track Name: Hades Isn't Real (feat. Adam Kadmon)
(Adam Kadmon)

Called it a cake walk, sign of the times
I'm of the mind of chalk outlines
We'll be as fine as the resolution calls for
Sharp as the gawk in the eye of a hawk or
The scope of a scheme planned in a dream
That landed in the haystacks the other team
Lean to the left of meandering question
Dressed in there festooned hair
Blessed with the moves of the of loosing the hooves
Of galloping horsemen producing a groove
Seen through the louvers of z80's
Chased by the troopers that see to the ladies

hades isn't real but if you feel guilt
put your ass to the grill

(Louis Mackey)

I touch you-- you recoil to feel blackness
Strumming on this wooden machine that kills fascists
The universe spin around my hand, compound the question
Useless words a thousand glands resounds the heavens
And here we are worried about material things
Till the ethereal gleans, lest we hear burial hymns,
One single little lick from my guitar feel, like all heeelll
Is breaking loose, making groves, its louis, from the vacant noose
Taking you to ancient ruins with the slip of the tongue
Crystallize simple lines put a rip in your lung, potent
Choking---off the oxygen that I breathe
In this global hologram we’re not boxed in a scene
Break now, and make out with the ocular fiends
Thumbs up to fuckin’ rap I’m a thought dropping machine (mercy)
Transparent eyeball ---- my intelligence sits
run ramped like a general on adrenaline kicks
Its only lately that I feel the cages are unreal
Starving artist baulking the fragrance of a meal