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Trippywave
Equality
Hip-Hop/Rap
Skladba Equality vyšla 25. srpna 2025 Absurdistan Musique na albu Painting Rainbows on a Tank - Single
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AlbumPainting Rainbows on a Tank - Single
Datum vydání25. srpna 2025
ŠtítekAbsurdistan Musique
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Valence
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BPM153

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Trippywave
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Jean Lucas
Jean Lucas
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Trippywave
Trippywave
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And they called it
Progress
How beautifully sterile
How perfectly fair
How
Utterly dead
The fastest runner has to wear a harness made of lead
The smartest kid is tranquilized so no new thoughts are bred
The artist with the talent has to paint with his left hand
The singer with the perfect voice is banned from every band
This is the great correction, it's the equity machine
To grind away the jagged peaks and make the landscape clean
And flattened gray in uniform, no shadow and no light
Just the endlessly expanding, mediocre, pale white
Of a world where no one's better, so no one can be worse
The only thing that is forbidden is to break the gentle curse
This is the world you wanted
Where the outcome is the same
Where we punish all the winners
Just for playing the damn game
This is the dream of equity
A paradise on earth
Where we've surgically removed all trace of excellence and worth
So stand in line and take your share of what is fair and just
A perfectly divided pile of ashes and of dust
They tore down all the statues not because they were profane
But because their chiseled muscles were a microaggressive pain
To those of us without them they drained the Grand Canal
In Venice To make it fair to desert towns a hydrosocial
Menace The baker who makes better bread must give his yeast
Away The farmer with a bumper crop is only allowed to pray
That his next harvest is a failure so he doesn't stand apart
From the ones who till their soil with a less than zealous heart
Ambition is a sickness, now a thought, crime and a blight
The highest virtue is to dim your own internal light
This is the world you wanted
Where the outcome is the same
Where we punish all the winners
Just for playing the damn game
This is the dream of equity
A paradise on earth
Where they surgically revert their turns of
Insults and love
They told you this was kindness
That this was the only way
To smooth the cruel advantages of your own DNA
They didn't lift the bottom up
They just put a ceiling on the top
A giant concrete slab of fairness that has made all progress
Stop
No one is special
No one is great
No one is even interesting
The operation was a success
The patient humanity is stable
And completely, utterly, finally equal
Thank you
Written by: Jean Lucas

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