FANTASTIC PLANET

LOVE IS STRANGE Lyrics by: Frank Bressi I'm not afraid to admit it Sometimes I feel like I should just go ahead and quit it Here I am chained to the wall as you prepare for the fall Because you don't even get it I don't wanna wait in a line And I don't wanna waste your time So just tell me you're mine all mine Oh woah oh Love is strange Love is strange I'm not afraid to regret it Most decisions in life are merely based on fetish Here I am chained to the wall as you prepare for the fall Because you don't even get it I don't wanna wait in a line And I don't wanna waste your time So just tell me you're mine all mine Oh woah oh Love is strange Love is strange Love is strange Love is strange (solo) I'm not afraid to admit it Sometimes I feel like I should just go ahead and quit it Here I am chained to the wall as you prepare for the fall Because you don't even get it I don't wanna wait in a line And I don't wanna waste your time So just tell me you're mine all mine Oh woah oh Love is strange Love is strange Love is strange Love is strange LITTLE DISASTER Lyrics by: Frank Bressi I don't want to control or console you I'm not trying to police or patrol you Thank God for my little disaster Your little Indians are all in a line Forgot the timing now you're caught in a lie Thank God for my little disaster Thank God for my little disaster On graduation day walking on water But now you drown in the sink and so you wanna go home So in the languages of many nations Don't worry about the kids The kids will never let you down Sirens of the police state This is your hit parade Ok? I don't want to rifle or grenade you I'm not trying to persuade or invade you Your little injuries are all in a line But you forgot the healing process and destroy the designs Oh Thank God for my little disaster Thank God for my little disaster On graduation day walking on water But now you drown in the sink and so you wanna go home So in the languages of many nations Don't worry about the kids The kids will never let you down Sirens of the police state This is your hit parade (solo) Thank God for my little disaster Thank God for my little disaster F.Y.C. Lyrics by: Frank Bressi We are the people that you meet In every house on every street With a pornographic illumination We are the ones who let the truth stand naked We are the primitive elite We are carbon in the sand We are the saved we are the damned With a pornographic illumination We are the ones who let the truth stand naked We are the real Americans (solo) With a pornographic illumination We are the ones who let the truth stand naked With a pornographic illumination We are the ones who let the truth stand naked With a pornographic illumination We are the ones who let the truth stand naked With a pornographic illumination We are the ones who let the truth stand oh oh oh oh yeah

SECRET FREQUENCIES Lyrics by: Frank Bressi Automatic forces they bend you out of shape You're like a side show act of contrition freak in imaginary space, space Automatic forces they bend you out of shape You're like a side show act of contrition freak in imaginary space Are you in control? Are you still there? Come in from the cold There's no warmth over there Planetary orbits that make the lightening whips crack And like a song you can't master the notes rip your back You keep on traveling traveling running away You say you aren't You say you say you say You keep on traveling traveling running away You say you aren't You say you say Are you in control? Are you still there? Come in from the cold There's no warmth over there There's no warmth over there Are you in control? Oh Are you in control? Oh

FIRST WORLD PROBLEMS Lyrics by: Frank Bressi Doomsday on a radar screen Please tell me it's just a dream The drone armies of angels scream A ballad of a madman's scheme Your First World Problem Don't you think about it Don't you dare In love with your vanity Out of touch with reality At the first hint of calamity You're crying like a Calliope Your First World Problem Don't you think about it Don't you dare Your First World Problems Don't you think about them Don't you dare (solo) You curse your suffering But know you're only suffering From the curse of kings And in the morning the bell still rings It rings... Your First World Problem Don't you think about it Don't you dare Your First World Problems Don't you think about them Don't you dare

SET YOU FREE Lyrics by Frank Bressi I've been working on my lines Waiting for the right time Meanwhile you're waiting in the wings Blissed out on so many things So break that control yeah These walls they can't hold us from our liberty It's a natural factor Psychotic reaction is just what we need Baby come with me I will set you free from all this insanity Baby come with me I will set you free from all this insanity (solo) I've been timing a lit fuse Now it's all burned away Meanwhile you're ready in the wings Aware of so many things Let's escape this asylum Filament and filum I will lead the way Let there be no hesitation Put is in quotations or we may never see that rainy day Baby come with me I will set you free from all this insanity Baby come with me I will set you free from all this insanity (solo) Baby come with me I will set you free from all this insanity Baby come with me I will set you free from all this insanity

SET YOU FREE Lyrics by Frank Bressi I've been working on my lines Waiting for the right time Meanwhile you're waiting in the wings Blissed out on so many things So break that control yeah These walls they can't hold us from our liberty It's a natural factor Psychotic reaction is just what we need Baby come with me I will set you free from all this insanity Baby come with me I will set you free from all this insanity (solo) I've been timing a lit fuse Now it's all burned away Meanwhile you're ready in the wings Aware of so many things Let's escape this asylum Filament and filum I will lead the way Let there be no hesitation Put is in quotations or we may never see that rainy day Baby come with me I will set you free from all this insanity Baby come with me I will set you free from all this insanity (solo) Baby come with me I will set you free from all this insanity Baby come with me I will set you free from all this insanity

STEREOTYPES Lyrics by: Frank Bressi Speeding to the landscape It's too painful for her but she's still waiting Dreaming of the countryside And the one she left behind Trees spin like carousels So high that nobody can tell She's got the forrest in her eyes She can see the truth through all the lies Fantasies fantasies She's imagining things again Where is the beginning she asks A voice answers (It's at the end) Reading to the reasonable Won't make her any friends she knows And like a book without a spine Giving in to all the panic in her mind Stereotypes Stereotypes No more stereotypes Stereotypes Stereotypes (solo) Remnants of memories descend And gather 'round her like shattered porcelain She is a specter in the night That's why her palms are so white Stereotypes Stereotypes No more stereotypes Stereotypes Stereotypes No more

Tranzhumanizm Bluez (I've Got The)

THIS IS NOT MIND CONTROL THIS IS HYPNOSIS Lyrics by: Frank Bressi I don't want your sympathy I'm a rolling stone It was built to last now it's fading fast But it's all you've ever known You wasted your time On a losing line This is not hypnosis This is mind control I don't need cheap shots of this You've been bought and sold You were built to last now you're fading fast Nothing left but skin and bones Nothing left but skin and bo-oh-ones You wasted your time On a losing line This is not hypnosis This is mind control And the only way to solve this formula Is to take yourself out of the equation... (solo) This is not hypnosis This is not hypnosis (solo) (I was a teenage Brain Plane)

FIRST WORLD PROBLEMS Lyrics by: Frank Bressi Doomsday on a radar screen Please tell me it's just a dream The drone armies of angels scream A ballad of a madman's scheme Your First World Problem Don't you think about it Don't you dare In love with your vanity Out of touch with reality At the first hint of calamity You're crying like a Calliope Your First World Problem Don't you think about it Don't you dare Your First World Problems Don't you think about them Don't you dare You curse your suffering But know you're only suffering From the curse of kings And in the morning the bell still rings It rings... Your First World Problem Don't you think about it Don't you dare Your First World Problems Don't you think about them Don't you dare