Lyric Crazy Del Song Operator
(Scratching random dialogue)
I seek souls like mines
so my mind finds inner peace
and then a beast
could never devour
my powers arrive
from survivors of this holocaust.
Please be hopeful
never thinkin all is lost
in my sector
specter
slidin
collidin with my lifestyle
so I fight while they threaten me
sweatin me
well I m quite mild
the world makes me gnarly,
but an introvert not hardly.
I deal with it.
I feel a bit
under the weather,
I need to pull my pieces back together.
Fallin apart, stallin a heart of sincerity
since there will be another stoplight
and its not right
so I might go insane of this brain
of mine
maintain a line that has been tame
before the tempest.
I m looking to my better interests.
I never tried to post or tried to impress
anyone
so why do I got to suffer
every single day it seems the way of the world is rougher.
And then you wonder why I love to hallucinate,
because I never ever thought I would get used to hate.
So I imbedded my time within my mind,
and rhymin
was the only way I kept from bein confined
to quarters,
sure there s good times and bad,
but the bad time s are overwhelming,
and how the hell things
get out of hand I ask you,
you have to give an answer;
eating at my brain like it was cancer.
Worryin .
Hurryin ,
My thought processes.
I got offices
imbedded in my skull,
a million secretaries actin scary
when they type 200 words per minute.
It just occurred to me I m in it.
Cause I m the boss,
the head honcho,
at least to this mutiny.
The whole idea is cute to me.
so I entertain it
and let my brain get
deeper and deeper
until it vibrates like a beeper
and I can t maintain it.
So what s the verdict?
It s D.E.L. the visionary and I come with the absurd shit.
[Break with freaky "call the operator" sample]
If I had not one friend I would be gooooone.
Way in outer space singin one sooooong:
Zippety doo dah, zippety day,
my oh my what a wonderful day
when my mind s dusted .
Thrusted
out beyond the stars, I m the satellite.
Transmittin, fit in situations that ll rattle tikes -
scare em,
dare em to go farther.
So then I go father,
burnin my brain out with mental lava.
Scalding,
all things
rearrange so I never socialize,
when you feel my eyes.
The dilated pupils,
I violated scruples,
cause I told myself I d never do it again,
but now I grin.
Laugh on the inside,
men tried to strap me
in a straight jacket
when I laugh and I m happy
for two hours straight,
these powers hate me
and they make me wanna cower,
but lately I ve been feeling like a tower.
Tall and sturdy,
wordy, though I never say a word,
cause when I say a word,
before it s like they never heard.
Nothing ever changes except within my cerebellum,
so I ll never tell em,
never tell em,
never tell em.
I ll tell it to my soul over and over
even though I m locked within a room with padded walls,
I m never sober.
Inspections,
injections,
keep me confined
to my inner thoughts
and this is how I lost my mind.
[Break with maniacal laughter]
I seek souls like mines
so my mind finds inner peace
and then a beast
could never devour
my powers arrive
from survivors of this holocaust.
Please be hopeful
never thinkin all is lost
in my sector
specter
slidin
collidin with my lifestyle
so I fight while they threaten me
sweatin me
well I m quite mild
the world makes me gnarly,
but an introvert not hardly.
I deal with it.
I feel a bit
under the weather,
I need to pull my pieces back together.
Fallin apart, stallin a heart of sincerity
since there will be another stoplight
and its not right
so I might go insane of this brain
of mine
maintain a line that has been tame
before the tempest.
I m looking to my better interests.
I never tried to post or tried to impress
anyone
so why do I got to suffer
every single day it seems the way of the world is rougher.
And then you wonder why I love to hallucinate,
because I never ever thought I would get used to hate.
So I imbedded my time within my mind,
and rhymin
was the only way I kept from bein confined
to quarters,
sure there s good times and bad,
but the bad time s are overwhelming,
and how the hell things
get out of hand I ask you,
you have to give an answer;
eating at my brain like it was cancer.
Worryin .
Hurryin ,
My thought processes.
I got offices
imbedded in my skull,
a million secretaries actin scary
when they type 200 words per minute.
It just occurred to me I m in it.
Cause I m the boss,
the head honcho,
at least to this mutiny.
The whole idea is cute to me.
so I entertain it
and let my brain get
deeper and deeper
until it vibrates like a beeper
and I can t maintain it.
So what s the verdict?
It s D.E.L. the visionary and I come with the absurd shit.
[Break with freaky "call the operator" sample]
If I had not one friend I would be gooooone.
Way in outer space singin one sooooong:
Zippety doo dah, zippety day,
my oh my what a wonderful day
when my mind s dusted .
Thrusted
out beyond the stars, I m the satellite.
Transmittin, fit in situations that ll rattle tikes -
scare em,
dare em to go farther.
So then I go father,
burnin my brain out with mental lava.
Scalding,
all things
rearrange so I never socialize,
when you feel my eyes.
The dilated pupils,
I violated scruples,
cause I told myself I d never do it again,
but now I grin.
Laugh on the inside,
men tried to strap me
in a straight jacket
when I laugh and I m happy
for two hours straight,
these powers hate me
and they make me wanna cower,
but lately I ve been feeling like a tower.
Tall and sturdy,
wordy, though I never say a word,
cause when I say a word,
before it s like they never heard.
Nothing ever changes except within my cerebellum,
so I ll never tell em,
never tell em,
never tell em.
I ll tell it to my soul over and over
even though I m locked within a room with padded walls,
I m never sober.
Inspections,
injections,
keep me confined
to my inner thoughts
and this is how I lost my mind.
[Break with maniacal laughter]
