• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Escalator - Clifford T Ward
• Escalator - Algorithm
• Escalator - Sicko

I take back everything I said about the modern technology
I met her on the escalator and that's good enough for me.
It happened in department store where everything is to be found
Well I was going down from first and she was coming up from ground
While stationary moving by
She passed before my eyes
I could not help but turn around
And then before I knew what happened
I was looking up and she was smiling down the
Escalator.
From there the whole thing escalated to the fourth floor coffee shop
We talked about the price of things and oh I hoped it would not stop
And then she said she had to go
And oh I did not know if we would ever meet again
But as the escalator slowly took her out of sight she said
"Tomorrow then", . . and then . .
I take back everything I said about the modern technology
I met her on the escalator and that's good enough for me.
Escalator, escalator.

These tunes we perform
be only a score
for ritual endured
When we uphold the pure cure
Humanity- The all-time great ungifted
Needing presence in the present to lift it
Spiritual growth a breath away but still resisted
These thoughts valid for our time
This flame shines
Its aim
to inspire
before we expire
Hear psalms happily sung by the angel's choir
Fire back don't let the escalator backfire
A man born to fight reckless for his ideals
Food for thought, deep concentration, struggle for the meal
Never at odds with what my gut feels
I rush to my destiny with the speed of the wings on
Mercury's heels
It gets me to move swiftly
Chances of success fifty-fifty
Cut corners off these squares and give 'em 360
The ills of society are in us
We the sinners
looking for someone to forgive us
In a wicked world hoping our children outlive us
Some offspring meet the doctor's saber and never the cradle
Homicide committed in pre-natal
Most crime stories end as death fable
Seth P. mortician, magician, musician
whose music is fatal
Realm Disciples struggle with the mud in the soul
Our cold stares are bold
I relate to the book of Job
Claw my way to the apex on knee and elbows
Such thoughts terrifies those
who never chose
to think with such imagination
This is liberation
poison in the rat race
Pavlovian salivation
rabid slobberin' salvation

It's a point of view problem
you've got no sense of distortion
I'm always right, you're never wrong
it gets blown out of proportion
maybe no one's right
but it's always worth a fight
and another win would sure help my extortion
Looks like I won again
I can't believe what you just said
I'll let you do the math
if you can do it in your head
darlin' you can't add
and your subtraction skills are sad
so let's call it even and start over instead
Sinking self confidence, ego deflater
why do we bother with it escalater
Waiting around for the crowd to disperse
the longer it drags just gets worse and worse
It's all over now
shaking like an oscillator
so many battles lost and won
that we need a calculator
Nobody won the war
now what were we fighting for
got lost in all the convoluted roar
Escalater see you later when you stop smoking out your ears
evaporation cools you down
some day you're gonna blow you've been smoldering for years