They took my cells without my knowing
And recut the keys to the kingdom
Changed the locks
Virgin whoremonger
Handmaiden, misbehavin'
The cradle of civilization
Inspiration, information
Imagine that
I knew all about the bullshit
Spray paint on walls for the moment
Sell the wall in the gallery
To hold it
My humanity like that
They bought and sold it
Never too old to behold it
Sand it and mold it
I was cut into shape
It took more than one rate
Never met a period that wasn't late (Experiment, I'm an experiment)
(Experiment, I'm an experiment)
(Experiment, I'm an experiment)
The pharmaceul-pornographic era
The contra-sexual manifesto
We need a name for this
Jesus wouldn't be caught dead in your church
Death to the patriarchy
The floor's the bottom line
The crypt is full of black Madonnas
Virgin mothers
Wrote a book in a hotel room
And bitch, you ain't never heard of it
We need new songs to sing
'Cause we've got stamina
Don't mean a thing if you don't dance to it
Sub-harmonic bird songs, sung on principle
Pollination, pollination
Interwoven patterns of actual emotions
Gathered in a space
Incongruent points of departure
An hour before they get here
We'll need the DJ to play this again
This time for the listening
This is the inaugural ceremony of the disenchanted
The love-sick and overpowered
You can charge your world with this
You walk the grid now
Here are some inconsistent random nation-states
Being used my corporate identity
An unrelenting conversation on why you rob you
And you call it love
The militarized police-state of humorless poetry
Has finally caught up with you
Teeth whiter than a motherf*cker (teeth whiter then a motherf*ck)
Can't nobody call me kid
Can't nobody call me kid
And we ain't got no name for this
Experiment
Like democracy and unbridled capitalism
Outcome is oppression and war
Vindi-tainment is your sedative
Your religion heteronormative
Got a feeling with no name for it
Saul Williams - Experiment Lyrics
Saul Williams - Experiment Lyrics
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They took my cells without my knowing
And recut the keys to the kingdom
Changed the locks
Virgin whoremonger
Handmaiden, misbehavin'
The cradle of civilization
Inspiration, information
Imagine that
I knew all about the bullshit
Spray paint on walls for the moment
Sell the wall in the gallery
To hold it
My humanity like that
They bought and sold it
Never too old to behold it
Sand it and mold it
I was cut into shape
It took more than one rate
Never met a period that wasn't late (Experiment, I'm an experiment)
(Experiment, I'm an experiment)
(Experiment, I'm an experiment)
The pharmaceul-pornographic era
The contra-sexual manifesto
We need a name for this
Jesus wouldn't be caught dead in your church
Death to the patriarchy
The floor's the bottom line
The crypt is full of black Madonnas
Virgin mothers
Wrote a book in a hotel room
And bitch, you ain't never heard of it
We need new songs to sing
'Cause we've got stamina
Don't mean a thing if you don't dance to it
Sub-harmonic bird songs, sung on principle
Pollination, pollination
Interwoven patterns of actual emotions
Gathered in a space
Incongruent points of departure
An hour before they get here
We'll need the DJ to play this again
This time for the listening
This is the inaugural ceremony of the disenchanted
The love-sick and overpowered
You can charge your world with this
You walk the grid now
Here are some inconsistent random nation-states
Being used my corporate identity
An unrelenting conversation on why you rob you
And you call it love
The militarized police-state of humorless poetry
Has finally caught up with you
Teeth whiter than a motherf*cker (teeth whiter then a motherf*ck)
Can't nobody call me kid
Can't nobody call me kid
And we ain't got no name for this
Experiment
Like democracy and unbridled capitalism
Outcome is oppression and war
Vindi-tainment is your sedative
Your religion heteronormative
Got a feeling with no name for it
And recut the keys to the kingdom
Changed the locks
Virgin whoremonger
Handmaiden, misbehavin'
The cradle of civilization
Inspiration, information
Imagine that
I knew all about the bullshit
Spray paint on walls for the moment
Sell the wall in the gallery
To hold it
My humanity like that
They bought and sold it
Never too old to behold it
Sand it and mold it
I was cut into shape
It took more than one rate
Never met a period that wasn't late (Experiment, I'm an experiment)
(Experiment, I'm an experiment)
(Experiment, I'm an experiment)
The pharmaceul-pornographic era
The contra-sexual manifesto
We need a name for this
Jesus wouldn't be caught dead in your church
Death to the patriarchy
The floor's the bottom line
The crypt is full of black Madonnas
Virgin mothers
Wrote a book in a hotel room
And bitch, you ain't never heard of it
We need new songs to sing
'Cause we've got stamina
Don't mean a thing if you don't dance to it
Sub-harmonic bird songs, sung on principle
Pollination, pollination
Interwoven patterns of actual emotions
Gathered in a space
Incongruent points of departure
An hour before they get here
We'll need the DJ to play this again
This time for the listening
This is the inaugural ceremony of the disenchanted
The love-sick and overpowered
You can charge your world with this
You walk the grid now
Here are some inconsistent random nation-states
Being used my corporate identity
An unrelenting conversation on why you rob you
And you call it love
The militarized police-state of humorless poetry
Has finally caught up with you
Teeth whiter than a motherf*cker (teeth whiter then a motherf*ck)
Can't nobody call me kid
Can't nobody call me kid
And we ain't got no name for this
Experiment
Like democracy and unbridled capitalism
Outcome is oppression and war
Vindi-tainment is your sedative
Your religion heteronormative
Got a feeling with no name for it
Writer: Saul Stacey Williams, Sumach Valentine
Copyright: Lyrics © WARP MUSIC LIMITED
Copyright: Lyrics © WARP MUSIC LIMITED