Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Experiment, artist - Saul Williams. Album song Encrypted & Vulnerable, in the genre Date of issue: 17.07.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Pirates Blend
Song language: English
Experiment |
| They took my cells without my knowing |
| And recut the keys to the kingdom |
| Changed the locks |
| Virgin whoremonger |
| Handmaiden, misbehavin' |
| The cradle of civilization |
| Inspiration, information |
| Imagine that |
| I know all about the bullshit |
| Spray paint on walls for the moment |
| Sell the wall in the gallery |
| To hold it |
| My humanity like that |
| They bought and sold it |
| Never too old to behold it |
| Sanded and molded |
| I was cut into shape |
| It took more than one rape |
| Never met a period that wasn’t late |
| (Experiment, I’m an experiment) |
| The pharmaca-pornographic era |
| The contra-sexual manifesto |
| We need a name for this |
| Jesus wouldn’t be caught dead in your church |
| Death to the hate-triarchy |
| The floor’s the bottom line |
| The crypt is full of black Madonnas |
| Virgin mothers |
| Wrote a book in a hotel room |
| And bet you ain’t never heard of it |
| We need new songs to sing |
| Cause we’ve got stamina |
| Don’t mean a thing if you don’t dance to it |
| Sub-harmonic bird songs, sung on principle |
| Pollination, pollination |
| Interwoven patterns of actual emotions |
| Gathered in a space |
| Incongruent points of departure |
| An hour before they get here |
| We’ll need the DJ to play this again |
| This time for the listening |
| This is the inaugural ceremony of the disenchanted |
| The lovesick and overpowered |
| You can charge your world with this |
| You walk the grave now |
| Here are some inconsistent random nation-states |
| To use my corporate identity |
| An unrelenting conversation on why you rob |
| And you call it love |
| The militarized police-state of humorless poetry |
| Has finally caught up with you |
| Teeth whiter than a motherfucker |
| Can’t nobody call me kid |
| Can’t nobody call me kid |
| And we ain’t got no name for this |
| Experiment |
| Like democracy and unbridled capitalism |
| Outcome is oppression and war |
| Vindi-tainment is your sedative |
| Your religion heteronormative |
| Got a feeling with no name for it |