Le Peuple De L'Herbe Channel Reality Lyrics

Begin transmission of channel reality
In this edition we got precision insanity
Stick to this station, don't change the channel
Watch the world come down and unravel
On channel reality you're all welcome to view
Dreams come true unluckily for you...

I caught my train of thought back on track triple six
Bought my ticket with my lyrical fix
Stepped aboard third class with my backstage pass
All hope all spiritual physical f___ing help now fading fast
As I pass a sniper. He sat there a while
He looks at me with a f___ed up smile wow
There's a psycho with a semtex sarong
He looks sorta familiar but f___ it maybe I'm wrong
Sat with stub of my ticket while I'll be hugging
A bag I never never knew I had or had been lugging
By the old couple in the corner seeming sorta cool
Never bad word heard never been cruel. Fool
Who am I to know the bags ready to blow tough
Insurance company tell me the cancer is a no-no
Dreams come true unluckily for you
On channel reality you're all welcome to view

An unattended case in front of my face
They say you can't hear the ticking these days
Or the smell of the hell as about to release
I step back from the package as I'm definitely ill at ease
I hear my name JC someone complain crazy
They say they don't understand the f___ what I'm saying maybe
Dreams come true, unluckily for you
On channel reality your all welcome to view
Don't stray from the city you f___ers you f___ing know why
Because the world is so f___ing f___ed up we're all gonna f___ing die
You try reply well f___ it that ain't hard
Till you find the four horsemen o of apocalypse in your back yard
They'll blind you bind you that's how they're designed to
Force you to flee or f___ing fight maybe
I'm a remind you
To channel reality where the dreams come true
And that by persuasion does the nightmare come too

Dive dive dark vibes arrive
Periscope depth let m'sonar get live
Seady as she goes arm the torpedoes
Captain cool as the camera I'm calmly in the controle
Depth charge enlarge enhance
I got a date with my deity now is my final chance
For survival mad mercenary for hire
The cold war may be over but f___ it I cant retire
So restore my f___ing warheads to their former f___ing glory
As I sit in my silo of sound and start a new soap story
About my siege mentality no reprieve apparently
Moments of the madness before rebirth of insanity
Now what you mean where the f___ have I been
Back in my bunker till you found me
Dreams come true unluckily for you
On channel reality you're all welcome to view