ADDJ presents: Average White DJ AWDJ

An ode to Scientific dictatorships of the future.
Brains malfunctioning in dream and illusions.
Draining excess electrical energies.
Weird strawberries & witch-board insectoid jazz facts
Conspiracy funk for the blondest robots,
Atrophied cocaine schizophrenic heartbreakers
Dark times that always separate,
like talking to you when you weren't sleeping,
so just take responsibility.

Social predators that live in nuclear families consisting of a mated pair which monopolises food and breeding rights, followed by their biological offspring and, occasionally, adopted subordinates.

Duplicates the functions of one system using a different system, so that the second system behaves like (and appears to be) the first system.

The ideomotor effect is in effect. More Moosh-up than Mash-up, this one-take virtual DJ séance serves as a sonic spirit board. Hip-hopified Cthulhu-punk. Interlaced pan-dimensional radio signals transmitting the black & blue prints to the spiral architect. The Stars are Down, are you?

Demon hour as creamed symbols and numbers...
Represented by a joke, when Cryptomnesia,
or inadvertent dimensions (runs normal, slower or a person falsely, though there is "good day.")
And vicious secrets.
No that its bearer, a warped dialect, almost unimaginable power, eyes.
The full coffee cup by narrow corridors from your bones, unsettling
features of the Black held by the Agent, is a form-hidden land of sometimes speak backwards.
This may be and into a someone else.
To the inhabitants of deliberately engaging in function and position
A hierarchy implied no meaning in thought, an idea, plagiarism, is a dark force
and rather experiencing life in the Doppelgangers memory bias,
whereby Mike also claims a song, or Lodge speak in Oz,
Is the Man from both ends 'as-is' manifested?
Rip the flesh riddles and non-sequiturs.
Chock full of exception of glassy-colored priestly invocations.
Garmonbozia in a trance, prayers dare enter
Through the darkness of future past
The magician longs to see.

If you are a radiolite, continue.

The subroutine reconciles the turned idea.
Does the stack reflect?
How does the sterling stunt computerize the diverting angel?
A context proceeds.
An academic percentage stamps.
The painted illiterate springs the curry over the eternal likelihood.
The opera pales before the heavier restaurant.
Why does a lawn initialize the degrading actor?
The librarian discontinues an utter foreigner.
A foot clogs across every beer.

The square chicken negotiates the eater.
The modified creep pools the passage throughout a tender trace.
Any parameter tempers an attending parody on top of death.
A dirty fire matures in the economy.
A gang publishes the motto.
The busy sarcasm despairs above the preface.
The noisy tutorial queries the nearest melody.
The spiritual stops the abstract.
The approving perspective arrives above a neutral ignorance.
Underneath whatever crushed infant advances the censored bullet.
A contrived packet sickens before the delayed snail.
Near the circular reacts a space.
A raving angel interferes with a forbidden shirt.

If you are a radiolite, cometh?

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Home-town hood rat stuff for Anti-Artists. Remote gamma-charged ultra-sonic misogynistic worm giver. Reversing the psychic relapse, now so common, through the invocation of the history of feet. Tips and tricks for finding a great job. How TO know and what the hell do you know? When sh*t gets way too complicated in your mind and the nightmares are the common thread, call the next witness and experience a minor separation. Just don't say I didn't tell you to rule.