Crazy Del Song; Operator

(Scratching random dialogue)

I seek souls like mines

so my mind finds inner peace

and then a beast

could never devour

my powers arrive

from survivors of this holocaust.

Please be hopeful

never thinkin' all is lost

in my sector

specter

slidin'

collidin' with my lifestyle

so I fight while they threaten me

sweatin' me

well I'm quite mild

the world makes me gnarly,

but an introvert not hardly.

I deal with it.

I feel a bit

under the weather,

I need to pull my pieces back together.

Fallin' apart, stallin' a heart of sincerity

since there will be another stoplight

and its not right

so I might go insane of this brain

of mine

maintain a line that has been tame

before the tempest.

I'm looking to my better interests.

I never tried to post or tried to impress

anyone

so why do I got to suffer

every single day it seems the way of the world is rougher.

And then you wonder why I love to hallucinate,

because I never ever thought I would get used to hate.

So I imbedded my time within my mind,

and rhymin'

was the only way I kept from bein' confined

to quarters,

sure there's good times and bad,

but the bad time's are overwhelming,

and how the hell things

get out of hand I ask you,

you have to give an answer;

eating at my brain like it was cancer.

Worryin'.

Hurryin',

My thought processes.

I got offices

imbedded in my skull,

a million secretaries actin' scary

when they type 200 words per minute.

It just occurred to me I'm in it.

'Cause I'm the boss,

the head honcho,

at least to this mutiny.

The whole idea is cute to me.

so I entertain it

and let my brain get

deeper and deeper

until it vibrates like a beeper

and I can't maintain it.

So what's the verdict?

It's D.E.L. the visionary and I come with the absurd shit.

[Break with freaky "call the operator" sample]

If I had not one friend I would be gooooone.

Way in outer space singin' one sooooong:

'Zippety doo dah, zippety day,

my oh my what a wonderful day

when my mind's dusted'.

Thrusted

out beyond the stars, I'm the satellite.

Transmittin, fit in situations that'll rattle tikes -

scare 'em,

dare 'em to go farther.

So then I go father,

burnin' my brain out with mental lava.

Scalding,

all things

rearrange so I never socialize,

when you feel my eyes.

The dilated pupils,

I violated scruples,

'cause I told myself I'd never do it again,

but now I grin.

Laugh on the inside,

men tried to strap me

in a straight jacket

when I laugh and I'm happy

for two hours straight,

these powers hate me

and they make me wanna cower,

but lately I've been feeling like a tower.

Tall and sturdy,

wordy, though I never say a word,

'cause when I say a word,

before it's like they never heard.

Nothing ever changes except within my cerebellum,

so I'll never tell 'em,

never tell 'em,

never tell 'em.

I'll tell it to my soul over and over

even though I'm locked within a room with padded walls,

I'm never sober.

Inspections,

injections,

keep me confined

to my inner thoughts

and this is how I lost my mind.

[Break with maniacal laughter]