"corporate chickenheads" genre: Experimental
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	the coolest sounds ever; superdry beat, electric voice, electric bass, electric keyboard; the best sounding drug madness yet! you had to be on about a dozen different pills at once to come up with this kind of pill fueled clarity of thought. please see lyrics to follow along.
	Credits: stefan david caunter, george anthony pick
	Story Behind the Song recorded may 30, 1996 once again, the vocal recorded first, then played back and manipulated to the music. this recording is superbly clear. the words are obviously hallucinogenic, and quite reminiscent of burroughs, as is the vocal tone itself, which was something we liked to try to do. the grundig stenorette was a favourite technique of ours for producing a layered, finished sound in one take. Lyrics well was back in the sixties in offices worldwide maybe not so worldwide but in the realm that is relevant to this scenario we had corporate corporate chickenheads who would dictate their supposed closeminded thoughts and dictums on this here machine this here machine made by grundig stenorettified and sanctified in the hallowed halls of dictation it was instrumental in acheiving memorandies and written documents frustrations and probably caused many secretaries' nervous breakdown and to lose their jobs now part of the lost art or the secluded art of taking shorthand the dictaphone still remains an important tool today but but now you've got these happy crappy modern ones that are handheld so you can carry it around while you're tapping on the cellphone in one hand and probably figuring that what you're saying to whoever is so important that you might as well shove it on the dictaphone and then you might as well shove your dick in your wife when you get home and fuck her against the wall until she comes kumquats spurtin out on the concrete floor killin the cocky roaches come along darling come back and finger me i got something to say wild thoughts might dictate to me and you sit on my lap and i got my throbbing gristle lined up against your sheer white pantyhose like that come rip em there and take your high heel and stick it up your nose and tit fuck you i'll beat you over the head a little bit fry an egg and slide it on over your breasts i know you like it especially when i make jello pudding stick the whip cream up there where the sun don't shine give you the ole wanker snoop snatch proper splayed out what the grundig scene returns important heirs and figureheads CIA possibly could use the dictaphone to... [tape scratch] ...to the chief staffs say ah yes followed whore number A led me to pimp number B and came down dropped some LSD on him they turned they into wacky duck figures i placed the figurines on the mantel they fell off they shattered into tiny million pieces i took it as an omen that there would be more to come from kellog's

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