Tune From The Missing Channel - Dream Warriors

Channels, missing, fathoms below zero

Don’t attempt to be a hero

But you boldly go into effects of the channel missing

Your life is missing what I impale

Over seas never sought my man

Don’t attempt to trail my trail yet, you can’t understand

Twenty thousand words all abound, oh

You still want to venture on, then venture into this song

Come come come, into the typhoon

Use the force, Luke!

No, I’ll use the source

To eliminate and obliterate at a rate of acceleration

Generation a nation cell

Oh well, they got us living in his hell

Fighting for freedom, oh what a deja vu?

Hell and back, go on a trip

Scratch the record until it skips to my King Lu

Learn the words that salvation will bring you

I am the sun, I am music to the fifteenth parallel

With main the come a joy, the room might consume, annoy me

When you drilling, scratching through the enamel

In fascination and and a desperation for the missing channel

Tune from the missing channel

This is a tune from the missing channel

Tune from the missing channel

This is a tune from the missing channel

Tune from the missing channel

This is a tune from the missing channel

Tune from the missing channel

This is a tune from the missing channel

Whispered secrets of a shattered age

I summon you, to renew this sage and age

Before a riot starts

Before the record charts

Rearrange the dumb from the humdrum

Dance to the drum

Come and get some!

Or bob your head, dread, as I numb the brain, son

By what use, by what crawls

By what does not.

Then all recede and rot

I’m gonna ask you a question

To see if you know the time, rhyme

No competition now

Who comes from the missing channel, and

Who attacks the wack, subliminal?

And if you said Dream Warriors, you get a cigar

And if you said someone else, Imma light your fart

And now we caught a squirrel, looking through a barrel

In search for a nut, but what he found was a

Tune from the missing channel

This is a tune from the missing channel

Tune from the missing channel

This is a tune from the missing channel

Tune from the missing channel

This is a tune from the missing channel

Tune from the missing channel

This is a tune from the missing channel

Oh, start deck dumb fail

Touch on before with that frost-fingered fear

But this is just like the missing link

The more you think, the more you might shrink

Men with knowledge made megahertz

But still can’t catch this tune on Earth

You might think it’s magic, or sleight of hand

Even when your brain is so hard to understand

Picture my face with an open mind

Not a soul would know, or can find you

King’s so far from reality

I don’t even know how you made it through

But behold, and hold on to your sanity

You don’t even know what you’re into, do you?

This is life on the other side

You try to run, but you cannot hide

Too far gone, I can’t hold on to you

Curiosity’s got the best of you

Watch your step, the lights are flashing red

The level’s peaked and he’s brain-dead

Skin deep, to the phone is the tune

You’re left all alone in the room, with the sync tone

Coma, the dream as they bring you to the limit

Drama, watch your step, for I am it

Prophets of breaks, the silence, we dismantle

There’s room in the tomb of doom

For the missing channel

Boom