Lobotomy, it’s gotta be, lobotomy
Lobotomy, lobotomy, the best thing you can have
You’ll never be depressed again you’ll never be sad
All your pain is cleansed, now let’s celebrate
I tell you how you’re gonna feel you’re gonna feel great
Lobotomy, lobotomy, you will have such fun
The pain starts when you start to think you’re so much better dumb
So all you freaks now in the world line up against the wall
This solution’s perfect, for one and all
Lobotomy, lobotomy, well it won’t hurt will this
And even if it does, you won’t remember it
All you freaks are perverts, perverts through and through
So let them disengage your brains, the best thing they can do
Lobotomy, lobotomy, for them you are a pest
Lobotomy, lobotomy, you know it’s for the best
When between the temples you feel nice and numb
That’s when, my little freaks, you can have such fun
Lobotomy, it’s gotta be, lobotomy, it’s gotta be
Lobotomy, lobotomy, you know you will feel fine
For when your brains don’t work no more you join the divine
No sense of irritation at what you think is unjust
No longer when they lock you up will you in anger thrust
Lobotomy, it’s gotta be, lobotomy, it’s gotta be
Lobotomy, it’s gotta be, lobotomy, it’s gotta be
Lobotomy, lobotomy, lobotomy, it’s gotta be
Lobotomy, it’s gotta be, lobotomy, it’s gotta be
Loboooooooooooooo-tomy
Then you’ll all be vegetables, you might smell a bit
But after your lobotomy you will not know it
Made by ‘The Tiger Lillies’, Year: 2009. Album – ‘The Freakshow’
I’m not a big fan of talking about the music I listen to – as to my beliefs, sharing something so intimate and quite personal makes it lose its’ essential point… The true feelings of an emotion of a person can always be truncated down to something understandable to large masses, but it’s never the same the person intentionally tried to tell.
Of course, there is always an exception of sharing music opinions and this would be the exact moment to do this. I’m talking about the moment when the lyrics present something really genius that is actually worth sharing and is not anymore an emotion a sound can rise - it has just become a review of a certain thought. And this song, in particular, is a great example.
The title of the song already rises something not quite usual to be found in the modern world – some may even ask ‘How does the surgery of “poking your brains with a big-ass needle” can even remotely relate to a thought worth thinking about?! ’. But as the first notes of the fast-paced tune uncover themselves, you start to notice an ironic glimpse of a valuable thought in the lyrics. The first notion of this appears right at the beginning of the masterpiece. The soloists rough voice postulates that ‘You’ll never be depressed again you’ll never be sad’. Obviously, this is quite shocking - the horrible operation, from start, is presented as something great, something that has to be done... After a few verses a direct continuation is sung – ‘So all you freaks now in the world line up against the wall / This solution’s perfect, for one and all’ Even more creepy. But that is still not a match to the end of the song, when a two-liner of the direct, naked idea reveals everything that has to be revealed - ‘Then you’ll all be vegetables, you might smell a bit / But after your lobotomy you will not know it’.
As to my understanding the thought’s quite clearly visible there, but that is still not the essence of this blog post. You see, a year back – long before I had even got to know about The Tiger Lillies – I made a stencil idea of the modern understanding of WISDOM. The piece consisted of five stencils which, when sprayed each on a staircase step in ascending order, would create something very, very in thought similar to the ‘Lobotmy’. The stencils went – Ignorance>(A higher step)>Smart-Being>Smarter-Being>Not Saying You Are>Ignorance… (Oooooops. Cargoh-maniac has spilled the beans again)
You see, that's why they call it the circle of life. It ends where it starts and there is no way, but to walk by the rounded line and go through every stage of it, probably not even raching the top (or the beggining). People of modern societies are actually working their arses off, when all they have to do is just do nothing. With complete stupidity comes complete ignorance, and with complete ignorance comes no need for any cool gadgets, no need for money, no need for any of the trashed objects of the modern maximalism. The truth is that being completely stupid is the only way to reach the ultimate blissfulness, not caring 'bout shit. Is the knowledge THAT valuable if the only thing you gain, while travelling through the ring, is the never-ending continuation of the action? Do you need to realize that you know NOTHING, because of the loop it's dragged you into?
I hope that leaves you with some kind of thoughts in your lobotmized little skull. Still, I'm not the sharpest crayon in the box, if we're talking about the pluses of stupidity. To reach the ultimate epiphany of the Praise of Folly, please contact Desiderius Erasmus Roterodamus.
Thank you for your patience,
[Bli:p]
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