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11 Chaos

by Fanshen

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1.
Fauxhawk 01:05
Man we’re getting saucy In such tight black pants My Mohawk is styled just right, the eyeliner black All my lyrics come from my poetry book, can you feel my pain Each album’s a progression We always need more attention We strut and walk our self satisfaction One more Fauxhawk styled just right One more perfectly picked outfit One more obnoxious “artist” Fuck Off! Watch me prance (shut up!) Look- it’s me on the stage (shut up!) Are you happy, and wishing you were me? (shut up!) I am so angst filled I could almost burst out of this designer T-shirt (Shut Up!) Did you see my stuffed codpiece? Did you see I’m ready to hand it all over?? Oh this angst, and rebellion… (Shut Up!) I mean, I'm really out of control
2.
Extra Strength Hefty black garbage bags Are big enough, strong enough To carry my life- all I own/am Moving from group home to foster home Foster home to group home and back to a foster home The little I own It all fits in extra strength All my baggage extra strength Hefty black garbage extra strength My Life, just right I’m a “case”, a number No longer a child No one responsible for me Except for Hefty Some staff rape us, some pimp us Not a lot, but you know… There’s no bars holding, but you know- where do I go? Concrete rooms Beaten box bed, Gang sign, graffiti So many ghosts whispering Extra strength, extra stretch Next to me in the van I’m transferable Deductible and oh so forgettable!
3.
Enough with your god! (what is god?) Fuck all your god damn rhetoric And all your self righteous bullshit Who the hell are you serving? (How does love and respect turn into hate?) Servant of God? You can't even serve your fellow man. Everybody worshipping the messenger You got yours and I got mine And we’re all fucking blind When will we lose the in-human And become fully Man Evolve past the fairy tales and pagan rites Whose rites? Who’s right? Whose rites? Who’s right? Beyond the pictures and stories Written and told to you by another man. Feel for yourself Love another as your self Humble your part Laughter in your heart!
4.
It’s not as simple as right or wrong The questions have to be answered You can’t stop knowledge You can’t stop human curiosity (fuck the cat!) It’s how we handle it How can we live with it? It’s how we’ll handle it How will we live with it? Scientists’ creating Life Altering Life as we know It No matter what you believe, someone’s going to want to fuck with it. Morals. Ethics. Morals, Ethics are essential They must be beyond one religion What is right and wrong? What is progress and knowledge There is no black and white (no simple sight) There is no easy solution (confusion) There must be discussion (it has begun) Who can stop evolution (no one can, no one will) How can we handle it? We must find a way We Have No Choice
5.
Two hours and $500 Craig’s new car Jalapeños everywhere
6.
The V.A. 01:28
Sure you had your leg blown off Sure you lost your arm No questions asked, after the news reports We’ve got you covered because of guilt And if it’s not that blatant Not so news worthy If your joints are destroyed (And your mind…) If your hearing's ruined (And it’s all documented) You’re fucked. You’re fucked. You're fucked. You're fucked. Because some pay the ultimate price And others just keep paying There's no more vacation days to spend with your fucking rude bureaucratic staff They’re sorry they didn’t loose a limb And they’re sorry they’re trying to survive (Support a family) Sorry they’re not dead for a medal posthumously (You’re done with me) And you on your fat ass (Getting fatter) They only ducked and dived, and watched their friends die (I killed for you) They’re the ones with the nightmares. (They were there.) Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you! Your benefits and pay are better than mine. I’m just trying to stay alive Run up your flag and talk your bullshit I’m the one in it. (I was in it.) But you guess it makes sense We have to cleanse our conscience How could we pay for every ear that was shattered when we spoke death And every knee Blown out Carrying the load For us
7.
I walked into Habiganj to get my head shaved I’m brand new to this fucking country You can’t fight enough, your anger and hate won’t matter A hundred million to one. Local and immediate justice I hear the dull (thud thud thud) Clenched fist striking flesh Crowd gathered looking in the door She cowered under his long white beard He beat her and beat her- condemned It’s not as easy as I thought It’s not as easy as you think A few people move, he slammed the door I heard her screaming If I move, what would they do to me I did nothing- I hear her screaming Till this day: I can still hear her- scream! Bangkok- trying to eat dinner (Thud thud) I hear it again Next store and now Beating a 9 year old with a pole Subconscious and it compels me This time I act This time I get bloodied, a fight It’s a big world coming down on me A big world a heavy fist And there is nothing outside of this… If you fight, are you ready to lose If you fight, are you outnumbered If it’s right, are you not so sure If it’s right, will you ever move They told me, “mind your own business” The prostitutes, the drug dealers, the nice people bandaging my hands Who knows, maybe the girl stole something… Maybe that woman had it coming... Damned if I do, and sure as hell if I don’t Comfortable the answers come, safe for our self and with our friends
8.
How dare you talk of Love and then deny it, Denigrate it, 2nd rate Oh my god… I fear a generation or two from now, Will look back disappointed and ashamed Our phobia, our fear Our waste of most precious time Our passive compliance, and acceptance We defined and justified race And now will determine what is acceptable Love? No. Where are we getting this belief What’s influencing our perception, Go on, everything… Is it because of that nasty Sodom and Gomorrah Hordes of lesbian schoolgirls Running wild in Oklahoma Oh my god, the horror (the horror?) Oh Saul, will you ever win? I will not define indefinable I will not stop unstoppable I will not hate beautiful I will not, I will not Why are you so afraid You are insecure How can you divide What will be one Who wrote the book of Love- We all did!!
9.
As The Stars 03:18
Countless the prophets who come before. Have ultimate belief- In Love She says we’re more than animal She says we’re beautiful She says she’ll never leave us. We’re priceless beyond our conception He is stronger because I speak in his voice- honor and strength. You say it is everyone who must struggle And yet we hide in books and burn sweet incense. You whisper to me, hold nothing Live deliberately To truly understand the seriousness, the importance If you only help a life… The one who sits higher and causes us to rise, and To see again another rises up, Each leading in turn, to inspire We all rise up. But, there is so much pain. And I feel so weak, failure towering godlike over me- My anger and you I know what is right, but I doubt myself Lashing out, closing off Lungs aching, pushing and pulling myself to see I want to collapse, to fall down, to sleep, please And she rises up, Elevating, spinning bright, we dance together She shows the courage to continue Fear into strength, I realize there is only this chance I’m getting stronger We’re rising up, we’re rising up!! There is more than I ever expected Limitless and for a moment I feel infinite- Then, it changes I reach out and it fades faster No! Please, don’t leave. Why do you leave? I’m ready I shout after you, I grasp wildly. Quietly, repeating even as I yell over it …hold nothing Live deliberately To truly understand the seriousness, the importance If you help a life. This is sufficient; this is possible. I know. This is the funny- thing. I can’t help but laugh and feel you smile Like friends. Hey! You! He says there is no philosophy without reality All beauty for a reason. You stand completely free, in serenity of purpose Living your chance. You became It, and now others Linked in hand continue on, continue on, continue Hope
10.
This Life 01:38
He had kicked her straight in the teeth Knocked out and smashed raw nerves Her eyes swollen shut, a piece of her lip hanging And yes, this Life is sick and painful She woke up in a Jersey hospital They stitched her up- pointed out the bus She’s 14 and her mother is long dead Her father’s raped her for 8 years, And now pimps her (sells her) She was sold before she was 13 She didn’t know how much to charge He wanted to fuck her till she bled When she asked the pimp the cop arrested her She was taken, and she was beaten 40 men in 3 days! She is prosecuted, the john and the pimp? A fine, and she lies about her age She’s got HIV She’s 14 and has a death sentence She is beautiful She is stronger than anything you know She smiles and she’s young again For a second It races back and burns like a fever Did this happen? How did this happen Where do I go When this Life is sick and painful I am damaged goods I am your sister, daughter. I was your mother. I didn’t have a chance You turned your head Children for sale! You’re the priest, cop, scout leader You’re the repressed deviant And I’m the victim
11.
Mom I tried so hard, mom… I thought I got out, thought I was safe But I crapped out It all slipped out (But I didn’t fall-) Everything is weightless now Gravity… no longer binding A moment in tune, it’s beautiful It almost makes up. No one can control the White half wolf loping through the house (It’s running…) 1st of the month He’d chase the postman From the house Past where we’d play ball No one acknowledges it It was good once… There was always the connection- There’s nothing now.

about

These are 11 songs from a potential 40+ song double album- Chaos Rhythm. The album was meant and is still intended to be a double album. At some point even having a gatefold vinyl version for the gluttons. The sad thing is the Fanshen Slush Fund has officially run dry at this crucial juncture.

So, how do you get your hands on more Fanshen? Can you even handle that much Fanshen? Should anyone handle that much Fanshen? Fanshen couldn't handle that much Fanshen.

Warning- the album has songs that are over 12 years old, so a bit dated, but much scarier because it's so much more bizarre now.

Buy songs, tell your friends to buy songs, tell them to tell friends and family to buy songs. Tell people they should pay more than is asked. They should give and give and give until it hurts! You want Fanshen, and Fanshen wants you.

If the slushy funds are fully slushed, the world will get quadruple this feast.

Chaos Rhythm.

Fanshen.

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released June 27, 2018

Buckets recorded and advised.
Many people over many years helped to create and shape Fanshen.
Many, many people helped and supported us over the years. We could never thank you enough, but here's a shot.
Thank you very much!!!!

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