We high tech archaeologists searching for Knick-Knacks

hey we got Del tha Funky Homosapien at first ave tonight. Going over there soon. For now consider the song "Virus" from Deltron 3030, the essential merger of technology and magic...

Global controls will have to be imposed

And a world governing body will be created to enforce them

Crises percipitate change.


Secretly plotting your demise

I wanna devise a virus

to bring dire straits to your environment

Crushing corporations with a mild touch

Trash the whole computer system and revert you to papyrus


I wanna make a super virus

Strong enough to cause black outs in every single metropolis

Cuz they dont want to unify us

So fuck it

total anarchy and can't nobody stop us

You see late in the evening

Fucked up on my computer and my mind starts roaming

I create like a heathen

The first cycles of this virus i can send through a modem

Infiltrate and hit your station

No microsoft or enhanced dos with mp

Society thinks theyre safe when

Bingo hard drive crashes from the rending

A lot of hackers tried viruses before

vaporize your text like so much White-out

I want it where file replication is a chore

Lights out shut down the entire White House

I don't want just a bug that can be corrected

I'm erecting immaculate design

Break the nation down section by section

Even to the greatest minds

its impossible to find


We have already planned

the plan is programmed into every one of my 1000 robots

we will not hesitate

we will destroy the homo sapien

please say where you are

I wanna develop a super virus

Better by far then the old Y2K

This is 3030 the time of

global unification break right through their

terminals burn em all

slaves of silicon

corrupt politicians with leaders and their keywords

FBI and spies stealin bombs

dissipitate their plans

and (?) catch the fever

Everybody loot the stores get your canned goods

Even space stations are having a hard time

Peacekeepers seek to take our manhood

which results in a form of global apartheid

ghettos a trash dump for gas pumps

exploded and bunt out just before the great union

the last punks walk around like mass monks

ready to manipulate the database or break through em

human rights come in 100 hundredth place

mass production has always been number one

new earth has become a repundant (?) place

So its time to spread the fear (?)

for long have we tried to extend our glorious empire out to the stars

only to be driven back


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