An experiment in trippin the electro funkplastic by Annyash760.
©2008 Annyash760

Why does my bread fall butter side down,
Is it physics or fate that keeps us around.
Are we fallen angels that touched the ground,
Lost our wings, now all we hear is the sound.
Of our bread falling butter side down…

Fall Butter Side Down By Annyash760

Know what it is,
This natralitee thing
Take it to your heart
Coz you gotta make a start.

Natralitee, Natralitee.

The look the sound of variety,
No enslavement to technology,
You got your own Personality,
And believe me that ain’t contradictory…

Natralitee MIx by Annyash760

You belong to us,
Do not scream of fuss.
We will erase your need to do more,
Do not resist us…
Step In Time by Annyash760

Flipswitch MIxx hails from an electronic future… No warmth, no personal interaction, except over the wave… In this world, we all live on the grid… a network society… everything and everyone, tagged and catalogued… sensation is dimmed… lights are bright… the climate regulated… thoughts controlled… Somehow Flipswitch is different… he is an anomaly… he is free…
Flipswitch MIxx by Annyash760