Crazy Del Song; Operator

(Scratching, random dialogue)<br><br>I seek souls like mines <br>so my mind finds inner peace <br>and then a beast <br>could never devour <br>my powers arrive <br>from survivors of this holocaust.<br>Please be hopeful, <br>never thinkin` all is lost<br>in my sector, <br>specter <br>slidin`, <br>collidin` with my lifestyle<br>so I fight while they threaten me, <br>sweatin` me - <br>well I`m quite mild,<br>the world makes me gnarly,<br>but an introvert not hardly.<br>I deal with it. <br>I feel a bit <br>under the weather,<br>I need to pull my pieces back together.<br>Fallin` apart, stallin` a heart of sincerity<br>since there will be another stoplight<br>and its not right <br>so I might go insane of this brain <br>of mine <br>maintain a line that has been tame <br>before the tempest.<br>I`m looking to my better interests.<br>I never tried to post or tried to impress<br>anyone <br>so why do I got to suffer<br>every single day it seems the way of the world is rougher.<br>And then you wonder why I love to hallucinate,<br>because I never ever thought I would get used to hate.<br>So I imbedded my time within my mind,<br>and rhymin` <br>was the only way I kept from bein` confined<br>to quarters, <br>sure there`s good times and bad, <br>but the bad time`s are overwhelming, <br>and how the hell things <br>get out of hand I ask you, <br>you have to give an answer; <br>eating at my brain like it was cancer.<br>Worryin`. <br>Hurryin`,<br>My thought processes.<br>I got offices <br>imbedded in my skull, <br>a million secretaries actin` scary <br>when they type 200 words per minute. <br>It just occurred to me I`m in it.<br>`Cause I`m the boss, <br>the head honcho, <br>at least to this mutiny.<br>The whole idea is cute to me.<br>so I entertain it <br>and let my brain get <br>deeper and deeper <br>until it vibrates like a beeper<br>and I can`t maintain it.<br>So what`s the verdict?<br>It`s D.E.L. the visionary and I come with the absurd shit.<br><br>[Break with freaky "call the operator" sample]<br><br>If I had not one friend I would be gooooone.<br>Way in outer space singin` one sooooong:<br>`Zippety doo dah, zippety day,<br>my oh my what a wonderful day<br>when my mind`s dusted`.<br>Thrusted <br>out beyond the stars, I`m the satellite.<br>Transmittin, fit in situations that`ll rattle tikes -<br>scare `em, <br>dare `em to go farther.<br>So then I go father,<br>burnin` my brain out with mental lava.<br>Scalding, <br>all things <br>rearrange so I never socialize,<br>when you feel my eyes.<br>The dilated pupils, <br>I violated scruples,<br>`cause I told myself I`d never do it again,<br>but now I grin.<br>Laugh on the inside, <br>men tried to strap me <br>in a straight jacket<br>when I laugh and I`m happy <br>for two hours straight, <br>these powers hate me <br>and they make me wanna cower,<br>but lately I`ve been feeling like a tower.<br>Tall and sturdy, <br>wordy, though I never say a word,<br>`cause when I say a word, <br>before it`s like they never heard.<br>Nothing ever changes except within my cerebellum,<br>so I`ll never tell `em, <br>never tell `em, <br>never tell `em.<br>I`ll tell it to my soul over and over<br>even though I`m locked within a room with padded walls, <br>I`m never sober.<br>Inspections, <br>injections, <br>keep me confined<br>to my inner thoughts <br>and this is how I lost my mind.<br><br>[Break with maniacal laughter]