"hYbrid nIght" (1996)

Hybrid Night (1996)

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greatFox would like to thank Bergman Broadcasting Co for the studio and PC use, and J'nnathan Jacob. Photo by Alan Trever. "Oxygen Nation" remix by Brayndead. Created on the Fasttracker II mod tracker. Vocals recorded at Read more

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A Fine Time 4:32

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Oxygen Nation 4:02

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The Light Hurts 4:48

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Animal Nature 6:30

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Devoid 4:48

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False Wisdom 4:58

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Esteem 4:14

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Back To Earth 4:40

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Oxygen Nation (Mix) 4:58

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greatFox would like to thank Bergman Broadcasting Co for the studio and PC use, and J'nnathan Jacob.
Photo by Alan Trever.
"Oxygen Nation" remix by Brayndead.

Created on the Fasttracker II mod tracker.

Vocals recorded at KSEL-FM radio, Portales, NM.

A Fine Time

As I walk around I can see the fruits of our work about
Even a fool can see that there is no fucking room for doubt
I leave a trail of scum and smoke behind my paper trail
And it does no good to send anything off in the mail

Careless with my life I throw my trash off in the night
I could not give a damn about what’s not directly in my sight
When my timeline ends and my efforts are complete
I won’t be able to see all the problems in the street

And it's a fine time to be alive down here
And it's a fine time to stay alive down here

I eat my fill and then take a dump on someone's head
It's easy to ignore the logic of what someone said
As my every-day ends I sleep soundly in my bed
Why should I notice whether or not someone else is fed

People piss and moan about their futile little lives
Well it's just bad luck that I'm on this and you're on that side
Why should I spend my time devoted to a hopeless cause
I'm not ashamed of my life so I give you no pause

The Light Hurts

I walk outside and the light stings my eyes
My brain wanders and my body cries
The heat conforms to me as I move through the air
As other motionless people stroll by without a care

Reality is an unbearable treat
For the person who seeks out the ultimate feat
Confronting my existence in this lonely domain
It's enough to make every man go insane

I hide in the dark to escape my fate
I hide in the dark to escape my life
I hide in the dark to escape myself
I hide because the light hurts

I walk inside where the light does not reach
The dark and still attracts me as a leech
It's effortless to be in such static surroundings
And I can only hear myself resounding

Some people think they can escape the light
They brazenly put on the mask of what they think is right
But I can see through their waxen shell
And I take comfort to see that they are lost as well.

Animal Nature

There are all sorts of people who think they're above nature
They try to predict that next hurricane
But just end up needing lidocane
They try to engineer super vegetables and fruits
To make genes hop through artificial hoops

But it would be foolish to deny your animal nature
It would be foolish to deny your animal nature

There are all sorts of people who think they can evade nature
They pretend to be smarter than a rabbit
But still can't kick that heroin habit
They pretend to be smarter than the average bear
Yet imagine that hole in the sky is just a little tear

There are all sorts of people who think they can control nature
They have the audacity to believe they can bite nature without getting bitten
But a wolf's wrath is greatest when smitten
The audacity to believe that when we become extinct the earth will too
But the earth has been and will be here longer than you.

Devoid

I’m connected to a part of me
Memories of something that I have in my head
Dreaming of atrocities that someone has done
Haunted by the living no longer dead
From them I get the strength to get along
Perfect soldiers of purpose make me strong
Directly from their minds I grow in me
A hardened crust of humanity

Devoid of what I could be
Devoid of the trust in me
Devoid of the you in me
Devoid of a part of me

Programmed by those who think they know more
Unable to undo new thoughts I feel
My judgment sharpened by years of steel
I do not wonder about what is real
I recognize you from a life’s past
A part of me that’s fading fast
Of love you speak I cannot see
Replaced by war’s insanity

False Wisdom

Excuse me how dare I suggest
Propose to take your sacred soul in jest
Because of what I've seen contrary to your word
You can't stand out in a believer's herd

If your life is spent striving to be perfect
Clean and innocent sinless morality in effect
You might as well give up the ghost while you can
Turn your foggy discipled head from the healing hand

A drop of water turns to blood in your book
A thousand men drown in shallows in your book
People died because they lied in your book
But was it real is it real in your book?

A man confronted me about my false wisdom
That i should dismiss mine and enter his kingdom
I said it's not the ideals or the logic which repels
It's the source of your truth which I dispell

He offered me his help to cast the demons out of me
To rid myself of what I was not allowed to see
It seems I was proud of my earthly science book
But to reject his king all it took was just one look

An evil serpent gets his way in your book
A jealous angel thrown to hell in your book
A man dies and comes back in your book
But was it real is it real in your book?

Back To Earth

The planet is in tattered remains i heard somebody say
There are one or two slimy fools on this earth who would prefer it that way
If you look down upon the lay of the land you see how futile it is
A fundraiser or two a regulation a ban but everyone else minding their own biz

If we all are indeed a part of this land all suckling on mother nature's breast
Then the world's concern should be your concern and never mind the rest

Back to earth is where we all reside
Back to earth is where we can confide
Back to earth take comfort in your time
Until you see the very last sign

You can see it in the way that society churns it's daily affairs
I'll put it off until tomorrow or the next day or Saturday yes that would be fair
A forest is not as forgivable as your Aunt Martha Joe Betty Swain
You can't see a tree until the last is gone oh what a shame

Well I'm not as important or self-important as a politician or general
I just add my voice to the chorus of the inevitable