retrovertigo

I was workin’ away, listening to Mr. Bungle’s song "Retrovertigo" and I realized that I still had no fucking idea what he was saying. Now that I know, I like the song a WHOLE lot more. It’s a great testament to true art. Patton is one of the few people who could truly write like this and mean it, he lives his life in the obscure music world, unbothered by his lack of fame - brought by a passion for music. If you’ve never heard the song I’m referring to, go buy "California" from Mr. Bungle, or download the song. Either way, here’s what he’s saying:

Before you advertise
All the fame is implied
With no fortune unseen
Sell the rights
To your blight
Time-machine

While I’m dulled by excess
And a cynic at best
My art imitates crime
Paid for by
The allies
So invest

Now I’m finding truth is a ruin
Nauseous end that nobody is pursuing
Staring into glassy eyes
Mesmerized
There’s a vintage thirst returning
But I’m sheltered by my channel-surfing
Every famine virtual
Retrovertigo

A tribute to false memories
With conviction
Cheap imitation
Is it fashion or disease?
Post-ironic
Remains a mouth to feed

Sell the rights
To your blight
And you’ll eat

Now I’m finding truth is a ruin
Nauseous end that nobody is pursuing
Staring into glassy eyes
Mesmerized
See the vintage robot wearied
Then awakened by revision theories
Every famine virtual
Retrovertigo

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