Romance Language

by Ultraklystron



released February 14, 2007

All tracks written, performed, recorded, mixed and produced by Karl Olson except for "Shoujo n' Shonen" which was written and performed by David Cheong, Karl Olson and Danielle Prokop, and was produced by David Cheong and Karl Olson. Copyright 2007 Karl Olson.




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Track Name: broken sutures
broken sutures
by Karl Olson

I keep thinking about her over and over,
Trapped in the moment like it's Honey and Clover,
And my name is Shuu-chan and she is Hagu-tan,
And this situation was never part of my plans.
I wanted it platonic this time - no strings attached,
But our passions resonated - and logic was snatched
From beneath my feet, I functioned on instict;
Nearly destroyed everything, because I didn't think.

I stepped from back from the brink, but some people prodded,
So I trusted; moved on as they all applauded,
But it fell threw; yeah, it nearly imploded.
I didn't know the situation was so fully loaded
Of awkward implications and obvious errors,
But she was all layed back, didn't seem to care.
I thought I could build back, but doubt still loomed
And since then I never stepped back in the room.

I wish I could put distance in
Between our two existences then
I could maybe just forget
And stop living off old regrets.

I wish I could put distance in
Between our two existences then
I would see a pastel future
Instead of these broken sutures.

Besides she found a new love; yeah, own her Morita.
I became more and more distant from this Senorita.
She worked more often, and the spare time left
Was spent with her new love, but I wasn't bereft,
I had plenty - yeah, too much - on my plate anyways;
I barely noticed that I hadn't talked to her for days
Which became weeks and then months and then years,
But that had happened with some of my previous peers,

Yet with her it was different: the harmony between us
Made me think I didn't want to forget this venus
This muse, so I refused but the fact was blatant:
Our wavelengths separated and this truth was patent.
We could still quote and discuss the same minutiae;
Both pop culture junkies, but it was acute the
Differences formed and a love unshareable.
Somehow inspite of that, I did not feel terrible.

Ce la vie, right?

Track Name: girls with glasses
girls with glasses
by Karl Olson

Average otaku with more figurines than friends
A Moe-phile baka who can't even defend
His odd tastes and his annoying habits
And his backpack in the shape of cabbit
That's cat-rabbit for those not in the know
They also have gems which can easily glow
And they turn into spaceships with superfast transport
But that doesn't absolve me from the fact I can't escort

A member of the opposite sex on a date
Cause when I ask out a girl all I get is hate
They call me mega-ecchi and a reprobate
But that is nerdcore cred and it is my fate
So I retreat to the figures - turn on my machine
Fire up the DVD with megane-ko scenes
And then write a review and send it over the tubes
To be read by precious few who are basically n00bs

Another NEET-day / going slow as molasses
Dreaming via manga / about girls with glasses
Eating breakfast cereal / while reading up on Nana
Then I buy Dengeki / for the Shokugan no Shana
Moe girls in towels / getting ready for the sauna

But it's not like I'm like / those other dudes on the net
Complaining about weight / though themselves heavy set
It's not looks first for me / it's about intellect
And morality too / though that is hard to detect
Until you start a conversation / and begin to relate
But the best strategy can be / quite a debate
And I have little advice about / how to approach this
Cause every girl I have dated / made the first move and so this

MC though not innocent / is not a good choice
When it comes to looking for / a reasonable voice
About how to get bishoujos / with the antenna hair
For me it's just been luck / and the occaisional prayer
And I'm sure for me to say that / is so pleonastic
Though I can say it's OK / to be so scholastic
Girls love nerds too / and I say that as proof
Just be yourself first / and just keep aloof


So don't give into your fears / Let me make it so clear
All you need is spirit / to connect with some peers
And Soon you'll have a friend / a significant other
Or maybe even not / if that matches your druthers
But anyone can be the hero / and can save the day
Look at the Moon Princess / Alucreid
You wouldn't think she'd be the heroine just on looks
But she can off vampires in any cranny or nook.

And Tohno seems more far-fetched with his whack megane
But he's raw and he would even tear apart haibane
But he only kills when there's someone to defend
So he's the kind of guy on which you can depend
Thus he gets ladies / though life ain't the same
As an manga / doujinshi game
But take note of that / when you're feeling down
Just be your own person / and never the clown

Track Name: cosplay-free saturday
Cosplay-Free Saturday
by Karl Olson

I've been busy focusing / on all these indirect kisses
that I've been fumbling / and incorrectly talking to misses
regardless of locality / be it comp-sci or sci-fi cons
and these formalities / happen to take a toll upon

my confidence in not / becoming a 40-year-old-virgin
Even effects my driving / and the lanes in which mergin
I try to not be / another hot topic emo child
but the lack of success / only makes my manners mild

I'd like to be Superman / but instead I'm Clark Kent
I'd like to be Bruce Wayne / but I can barely make rent
And now DC's gonna bust me / with a serious lawsuit
See I'm paranoid trust me / I'm becoming an old coot

Because I can't seem say / "would you like to date me?"
Cause that's the paradigm / that governs this whole city
I'm witty, when I have the pen / applied to the paper
But when I talk it's all fads / like how you have my stapler

All I want is a Cosplay-Free Saturday
Just you and me / Shootin through the breeze
All I want is a Cosplay-Free Saturday
Just you and me / Heading to the beach
All I want is a Cosplay-Free Saturday
Just you and me / Doing as we please
All I want is a Cosplay-Free Saturday
Just you and me / This I do I beseech

I'd like change to subjects / I'd like to sing about how
I'm always awesomely direct / I'd like to say that but now
I'm in character or atleast / that's my set of motions
And I refuse disaude you / of that preconcieved notion

I really think I could be / an outstanding boyfriend
But at this point I'd take a girl / who'd make the world end
Yeah she could be my lovely / ultimate weapon lady
Doesn't need even back / because I am not that shady

But that's easier said than done / I know you're thinkin "Son,
Why don't you just grab a groupie / to get the job done"
Well, though / my popularity is increasing
Can't go / There without feeling like I'm fleecing

Or capitalizing on my fans / for the wrong reason
I don't want any girl with me / to feel like it's treason
To her fellow fans to be with / the man they that they all desire
I don't want it on my head / the fact that someone has expired

So I'll persue an equal / who has similar interests
Maybe a fellow otaku / with a side dish of hubris
Maybe she plays pop n' music / Maybe she plays crystalis
Maybe right out of Kyoto / Maybe from Ft.Worth-Dallas

I just need to leave / infatuations by the side
Find a reason to believe / a goal towards which I strive
And do so nobly / without gratuitous pride
And do so hopefully / before I turn 35

Track Name: shoujo n' shonen (feat. nursehella & baddd spellah)
Shoujo n' Shonen
by Karl and Danielle

v1. (Ultraklystron)
What sends me into a tiff? Why it's Talho's midriff!
Leave Eureka to the lolicons; I'll fence all of their persocoms!
I'll check out Miss Misato, when with Yebisu she's blotto!
If I want it really freaky though, I mack up on Miss Ritsuko!

I never need the moe style - just give me Cutey Honey!
I'll make her nanobots implode - right in front of everybody!
Make a harem with these glasses on? Well then just call me Negima?
Inner Kly is a such jerk, saying "Leave these girls beggin ya!"

Anime has taught me one thing, and that's never be athletic!
Atleast if you want ladies, then you better be pathetic!
Be timid and undecisive - Even space will give you girls!
If you want some cool devices - Then that plan you must unfurl!

Though that's not for real life - only in the anime,
But there I have posse made of cute jouseikousei,
There's a fan club all up on me, and they're screaming out their lungs
"L. O. V. E. L. Y. Ultraklystron's" what they've sung

Anime girls and anime boys,
Step up to the front and make some noise!
Nursehella and the Ultraklystron,
Livin large, cause we got our ice on!
You got imaginary friends? We got imaginary lovers,
And we'd like to get these 2D cuties between the covers!
(Between The Covers)

v2. (Nursehella)
I'm a sucker fan-girl for the anime boys,
They be my vice to be concise, the poison of my choice.
All them bishonen ronin, they get me fuckin' moist.
Japanamation masturbation, uh huh, I do enjoy -

Oi! Mister sandman, come bring me a dream,
Edward Elric in the flesh to help me work off some steam
In the shower for an hour 'till he starts to rust,
Back to my room until noon for a threesome with Lust.

Don't you dare wake me up, we just getting started.
My hentai list will get me blissed, but it ain't for the faint hearted.
Fabricating fornicating with imaginary men,
Lights camera action, satisfaction, and let's do it again.

I'm so X-rated and illegal, was a bounty for Spike Spiegel,
- Handcuffed in the buff, wearing a pair of high heels.
I get the slammer, Spike's the warden - I'm his personal toy,
And he plays me 'till the morning - see you later space cowboy!

Act four, I'm gonna score with my boy Cloud Strife,
Mako eyes, but what's his size? Like his buster sword? Nice.
I've got All Seven Fever, almost at my limit break,
Wait! Lemme pause and savor, there's another road to take.

Back in time ten minutes, we're undressed and having fun,
Our necking gets discovered - Tifa and Jenova's son.
Checkin' out this yaoi pair, so well endowned, I'm impressed
Cloud gets off with Sephiroth, so I grab Tifa's chest.

The quest's a final epic orgy, ooh I like how this is shaping,
Sell the doujin-dvd 'cuz a moogle was taping.
I can't disquise this, it's a fetish of a lecherous mind,
Nursehella kinky and coquettish pet otaku concubine!


v3. (Nursehella vs. Ultraklystron)
N: PG-13 Karl vs. Nurse's triple X?
U: Well, what you'd expect? I ain't ever had sex!
N: Karl, you so innocent and you adorable.
U: Well, it ain't my fault your mindset's deplorable.
N: Coppin' feels can be fun, but the nakeder the better.
U: My clothes are kinda chaffing me, let me take off my sweater.
N: Nice Simpsons reference Karl, but you're Moe Szyslak
U: I'm sorry, my bad, this an anime track.
N: So level with me Karl, who's the best bishoujo?
U: Maybe Sakaki-san, she's got back like Flo-jo.
N: Isn't she in high school!?
U: It's anime, so it's cool.
N: True that, she'd be on your Shikon Family Jewels!
U: Wanna bring me over to the side of the Sith?
N: Well, maybe that way you can finally get kissed.
U: Well, it's better than being an anime floozie!
N: When the boys don't exist, why should I be choosy?

Track Name: hearts bangin
heart's bangin
by Karl Olson

My innocence is my aphrodesiac;
I exude charm like I was a hemophiliac.
Like Tom Cruise up on the planet Teegeeack,
I never once in my life had to play the mack.
I'm coy and coquettish and that makes ladies,
Want to corrupt me, like their name was Hades,
But I still stop short of getting them in bed;
I gotta keep pure to ensure my street cred.

I'm your ren ai idol - a bishonen deluxe
Lookin like an angel in a lolita tux.
Every lady enamored with my sweet demeanor.
Nerds get more love than any playboy scenester.
But the fact is my heart jumps outta my chest.
At the thought I could have romantic success.
Sure girls have slept up in my bedroom,
While I was out on the couch and my heart boomed.

Heart's bangin' like the track behind me;
Lost in dreams so I hope no one finds me.
Heart's bangin' while I'm acting kindly;
But personality still confines me.

Without doubt sure, I'd like to make out
Who wouldn't want to end this luckless drought?
But in walks my morals and they quickly shout:
"She has a man, stupid! Thus, you should reroute!"
It's too late; she kisses me, catches me off guard.
A Peck on the cheek? Nope, it's a lot more far.
I think "why not", and try it out for a minute,
And then I realize, no, my souls not in it.

I want these trappings to be for the one
Who I would give the moon, the stars and the sun.
For a half-second I felt like I had won,
But for the next 3 weeks I was very stunned.
But it was worthwhile, cause it clarified for me
That I don't to be alone at fifty.
I want to save these actions for the one I keep:
The start of my queue - the top of my heap.

Thus I pull back, so I am still righteous.
I do the right thing when I try to fight this
Motive that's immoral and less than upright
Though I'll still be thinking about it all night.
What might have been without morality pangs?
If I was less Leonardo and a bit more Krang.
I guess all I can do now is to do my thang:
Be a nerd with glow-in-the-dark dracula fangs.

Track Name: well that's moe
Well That's Moe
by Karl Olson

Moe charas everywhere / all you need's right mindset
Overanalyze their hair / and you'll quickly find it
The moephile attitude / makes akiba profits
Drives otakus insane / for underage moppets
Even nerdcore hiphop kids / are hard-pressed to stop it
Moe's explodin' like acne / you wanna to pop it
But marketable mcs like me / simply cop it
But standard's asks me to crop it / so I photoshop it

Out of my pictures / or rather my artwork
But the removal of moe / really makes my heart smirk
I really can't actually support / this Freudian train wreck
Supported by oddballs / with screennames from Star Trek
Picard13 has some / pics that are pure dreck
I hate that party van stuff / I'll just do my mic check
This moe mentality / leaves your mind's eye pecked
It's clearly immoral / and utterly suspect

She's twenty-one but looks twelve? Well that's moe~~!
She's an adorable demon from hell? Well that's moe~~!
She's a mascot chara for Shell? Well that's moe~~!
She's a magical girl from CLAMP? Then scream "hoe~~!"
She's a maid and a childhood friend? Well that's moe~~!
She's actually just pretend? Well that's moe~~!
She's psychopathic again? Well that's moe~~!
She's a magical girl from CLAMP? Then scream "hoe~~!"

Mahou shoujo is moe / and it doesn't hurt
Because what's better / than girls in mini-skirts
Wait, maybe bike shorts / yeah, that's moe also
Only independence / makes moe false yo
So, who here is ready to step / up to the plate
And scream out loud / "moe's totally great?"
Not a person in the house / well thank you Kami
If you had spoken up / I'd have called your mommy

Cause nothing says wack / like the moephile's crack
It buries your soul / in surrealist plague
That is to say / your perspectives so destroyed
You're falling for the traps / come on they're still just boys
But you're like "come on / everyone just get with it
Who want's this CG / collection of Bridget?"
So stay away from the moe / it'll kill you man
But if things get their worst / it'll thrill you man

Track Name: chocolat cay-kee
Chocolat Cay-kee
by Karl Olson

Am I in love, or just falling apart?
Could it be true, or am I in for some broken hearts?
Oh, some want to break me, and some want to take me
But she seems sweet like fresh chocolat cay-kee.

She seems to console me, when net punks troll me.
She just talks me down; she doesn't have to hold me.
She always has my back, like she's Akiba@Deep.
She always keeps my secrets, not a peep to my peeps,
Or atleast that how seems, but I'm always paranoid:
Am I just getting played? Am I just another toy?
In the box that she rocks, is it all just talk?
Build up me like Lego Blocks, just leave me cold-clocked?

Chatting with me on Skype, just to get me more hyped
Just to drop me on my head, when my cabeza's ripe?
That'd be crazily cruel, but you know I'm just a fool,
Never enrolled in school, to work out love's rules.
Super difficult for me, I'm such a n00b and a pup,
But when it comes to love, I hope "The Only Way Is Up."
So I'll buy her warm gloves, and other things that she needs
Give what her she wants too, though it means I might bleed.


But I always feel guilty, cause as an otaku
I'm never flush with money, yeah I always rock through
The cash in my pocket, faster than a space rocket
That's going light speed, yeah I never seem to sock it
Away in the bank, so when I tryed dating
I always had to go Dutch, so I'm sure she'd be hating
The fact I can't support her, cause I'm just a net reporter
And that's volunteer work; yeah, I never make a quarter.

And the DVDs I watch, wouldn't be good gift
I mean She-Ra and He-man, would be a short shrift
And I'd sell it up on EBay, but I'd feel like a jerk
To calously auction off, BCI's hard work
Just so I can front / like I am a better guy
Than I really am, plus I'd be living a lie
Besides I'm still naive, when it comes to trust
Yeah, I guess for me to date / would be too unjust

Track Name: amour
by Karl Olson

Gotta a devil on my shoulder / she's quite the temptress
But the fact is I'm not sure / if I should attempt this
Not in the starfleet handbook / this one manuever
Besides it's quite a drive / up to vancouver
Not to mention people / questioning incredulously
My current status / my nerdcore credibility
"Ultra-k ain't nerdcore / he made with out a chick!"
Look, are you envious? / or just mentally sick?

Besides I'm sure if you and I / traded spaces
You would check her out / like she was Paige Davis
Or certain members of / the Mythbusters Crew
Who it seems most nerds / dream about so blue
But you too would be / seriously curious
Is just she just teasing / is this just spurious
Well I suppose there's one way / for me to verify
Just need to gas up my car / and get ready to ride

I don't think that it's taboo
To be a nerd who gets through
And who sets a new high score
In this game known as amour

It beats going to yaoi-con / in San Francisco
Sure it's mostly girls / and it's better than discos
When it comes to attracting / a girl like me
Whose entranced by art / from across the seas
About pretty people / from other galaxies
But that seme/uke action / leaves me displeased
Not that I'm not down with it / but I don't wish live it
So that option's out / so I continue to pivot

Around the possibility / in the land of the north
Because we'd still be friends / but yet it seems so coarse
To be a midnight cowboy / on a steel horse riding
Without emotions / on road so winding
Down a path with trip cords / and other snares
Certainly wouldn't want / anything to tear
Between us and yet / it's so hard to resist
Didn't think she'd have me hooked / just off one kiss


I know I said earlier / that morals win
But her constant kindness / leaves me wonderin
Could I make it more / no - I'm just a kid
Besides the experience / might flip my lid
The Chanel on the pillows / after she slept in my bed
Was enough to make me crazy / made me lose my head
Plus it's evident from manga / that I get addicted
On things that I like / then I get conflicted

It could get in the way / of college and family
And I'm so not sure / if could balance thee
Responsibilities / of the power unleashed
A restlessness that only / destroys what peace
I'd built inside of me / yeah my A.T. Field
Is torn by part her smile / and her homecooked meals
She's nice to a fault / asks me 'bout my grand dad
Can't lose a friend like that / it would be too sad

Track Name: sunlight
by Karl Olson

People say to me: "Karl Olson, you're biased"
I say unto them: "Why don't you try this:"
Talk to her about the things that we nerds enjoy
Disregard the fact that she also dates a boy
And talk about the Marvel Civil War and the Jedi
And then you might just have a glimpse of why
I count her as a confidant, inspite of her smoking
Normally I can't handle that, I end up choking

Some say I'm in love, but that cannot work
There are incongruencies between our quirks
And of course the cigarettes seem to ruin a kiss
So there's another reason I support this miss
And it's because she's quite nice - opened up her doors
Gave me extra blankets when I slept on her floor
If you knew her for real, you would get my logic
And it ain't got nothing to with the erotic

Ever since I have met her, I've been stunned
By her warmth, don't see why would one would shun
Such a lovely girl away, who loves cool anime
And who can be the sunlight on a cloudy day.

But still people playa hate, and I can't tolerate
Besides I'd rather see those folks stand and create
I'd rather hear a new track from them / Instead to keep from attackin them
I sew my mouth shut with a hem / To stave off all the hatred stems
I try to write words positive and poetic
I try to rise above the base and make new aestetics
She might have rich tastes - Westwood and Versace
But understand, she's my number 1 tomodachi

You must comprehend, every moment that she lives
She defines life her own way, even tryin' to forgive
Though people won't let her, it's nauseating
I want to opt out from the whole scene, to stop creating
Just hide away with her and have a wonderful time
To have true innocence rather than the grime
Of pointless mudslinging that does nothing but stink
I want to save her like Zelda - to be her Link

Meanwhile, the playa-haters can have the scene
They can have their compilations and bitter lean
I choose to opt out, now and forever
I'll I switch genres to something better

Track Name: home
by Karl Olson

It might come off as trite my dear
But it's like my sight's been cleared
I know you think you stand alone
But when we stand together that's called home

It might not come to you easily / But I want you to believe in me
And not to be appeasin me / But instead because you see in me
A brand new life / A new path / a new hope
Not like that means total change / No need to elope

I just want to be there for you / To help you cope
And to help you it keep it fresh / Like my is scope
And I'm know I'm like the Kei to your / Mizuho - but who knows?
Maybe one day I'll grow enough / for you to disclose

Everything - good or bad / that you ever dealt with
Yeah one day I'll be strong / so you'll never melt this
Love I have for you / yeah I hope you know this
I love you like Hideki / loves Chii in Chobits

It's a love unconditional / I hope you feel me
It's mature like Jay-Z / I'm a grown up for real g
So I hope you and I will rise / making some gold hits
Yeah, I hope you will accept me / so we can both grow this


I want to be your asthmatic / who's tight with mathematics
Be there so you don't panic / want to stress that emphathic
I've recognized a lot of things about / myself lately
First and foremost of which / is that I hope you'll date me

Or atleast not hate me / for the things that I've said
You're still welcome in my house / can still sleep in my bed
So if I'm lost in translation / or just crossing wires
I'll step back and leave you be / if you're crossed and tired

Scratch that - I'll bring you some tea / or some coffee
And if need be drive you / to some therapy
I don't think you're crazy / but since you're so friendly
I always want to be available in all capacities

But I'd rather have you / as the Tohru to my Kyo
But I'm fine we're just friends / like Kei and Ichigo
On a similar frequency / but ultimately split
And though I'll leave it up to you / I hope you won't quit

I know there will be times / when it all hurts
I understand fully / I could lose my shirt
On a gamble like this / but it's something I must do
Because deep down I / know that I can trust you

Track Name: girls with glasses (reprise)
Girls With Glasses (Reprise)
by Karl Olson

Waking up next to a girl with glasses
Every moment spent with her just surpasses
All of my dreams, anything I've ever seen
Always brilliantly kind, cause she's never mean

It's gotta be real, she's breaks my defenses
Breaks my intellect, and my false pretenses
Makes me re-evaluate everything I ever thought
Makes me understand, exactly why I've fought
To shut myself down, like I was in teitai
Why I walked in a coma, yet I why I am nice guy
It's still surreal, but it's beyond OK
I trust her and that why, I can move today

And I don't have a clue / what the future holds
But I for once I solidly / have a set a goals
I know what I want to do / I know I gotta follow through
I know that I have to say / "tonight, you"
Lift me up into another plane
Driving me crazy, yeah so insane
So for the first time, I'm being so direct
I lay it out on table, cause you're so perfect


I mean couldn't hold her, if I didn't love her
And that couldn't happen, if she didn't cover
A shared set of interests, like anime and manga
Things like that make me wanna, hold her longer
I know it probably won't be that easy
Because though we're similar, we're also cheesy
We are both used to / fronting all the time
But at least we can collaborate and bust rhymes

Make music together like we're Nana and Ren
Respect each other as peers, and also as friends
Be musical rivals, like Blast and Trapnest
Do a freestyle battle, and see who raps best
But at the end of the day, we'll be each other's fans
I'll give her anything she wants, I'm gonna be her man
Even if it never ends in a wedding march
I'll still meet her at the boarder underneath the peace arch

So she's like the Eureka, to my naive Renton
I mean she even has kids, yeah I forgot to mention
She also nutures / cute, feral kittens
That's probably another reason why I'm smitten
I mean I'm really shocked, it really blows my mind
That purely on chance, I happened to find
A girl I could love with everything that I've got
And the icing on that cake: well, she's totally hot.

Track Name: front to the back (k-beam remix)
Front to the Back
by Karl Olson

You can call me Nobue / cause when I'm on the mic I'm smokin
Bringin it so cute yet hard / I leave the moe-philes broken
And then I ride in stealthy / so you can't even find me
While the snare rolls explode / like Henrietta's P90
But the weapons in my arsenal / are drum n' bass n' vox
Though a prog knife or beam saber / would be wicked cool to rock
So we're blasting through Shinjuku / to those girls in floppy socks
J.J. Dynomite and Ultrakly / like Kirk and Mr. Spock

It's the match you've always wanted / cause we're always super raw
It's a brillant road like Angela / or maybe Shangri-la
Riding with a style that's so perfect / with out even one flaw
And thus it's only natural / the massive crowds we draw
We get love from every junglist / and all hikikomori
Cause you know we never bungle this / but yet I still implore thee
If you love the fresh style / that we're bringing to the table
Shout if you love 1337step / and we'll keep bringin fables

From the Front to the back - We have the crowd entralled
From the Front to the back - And we have never stalled
From the Front to the back - We know the siren's called
From the Front to the back - We leave your senses galled

I'm already 6 foot 2 / I gotta different wish than than skeelo
I come like sick the bird flu / I rock a mask with a tuxedo
I rock this set in 2-dimensions / you can call me Stitch and Lilo
We got breakbeats by the kilo / while I bust rhyme like torpedos
All these other lesser team ups / can only deliver weak flows
J.J. rocks it so hardcore / we're like Triela vs. Rico
And we bring it to your door / Just like that party van, amigos
Only takes a nanosecond / or sometimes we're down to pico

We have a dozen exabytes / of samples in a raid
We have aliens and espers / in our SOS Brigade
J.J. brings the commense sense / and I make Onomatopeaias
J.J. Dynamite is Kyon / I am Haruhi Suzumiya
From Seattle out to D.C. / Even out to Alameda
From the Heartland of America / to Chi-town Pizzerias
We have the populous enamored / with J's breaks and my stammers
I bring Nakayosi glamour / While Dynomite drops the hammer

Track Name: so long kids (remix)
So Long Kids
Lyrics by Karl Olson

Just when you think they've hit rock bottom, they go still farther.
4Kids does nothing but make otaku life harder.
So I think I've gotta message for that Alfred Kahn.
Enjoy your company now before it's totally gone.

Look, it's not your fault that company fell apart
Would have thought that kids that age are actually smart
Don't they just make jokes about fowl things like farts
I mean honestly, who would think that they would have heart

Isn't intellect and wisdom supposed to be adult-only?
All kids should care about are bratz dolls and homiez
So right now Al, you're saying "someone console me."
Apologies and condolences, no will hold thee

You say it's for kids/but in fact it's for no one
Spend dollars and quid/to edit out every last gun
I think it's time to pay the price and time to repent
I regret to inform you that your goodwill is spent



I've got to protest ya - you mislead your investors
So if I didn't destest ya - I'd be letting you fester
We didn't need your money in the shoujo fandom
I trust you like the makers of the Phantom

With the shows that you have - you should be at the top of the nation
But instead that title goes the crew at FUNimation
You think your Danish Card Game is gonna be a Sensation
You must not understand the word oversaturation

You can't even pronounce your own properties correctly
So I'd never invest in you not even indirectly
Yes I said your company's a terrible investment
I recommend to all your stockholders permanent divestment


I know in the late nineties you were the the top of the neilsens
But now you're burning up like spacecraft with out shieldin'
And if you think that Ms. Doremi can provide you with healin'
Back away from the property and please stop squealin'

If you had better treated the anime that you were dealin'
Your investments wouldn't have stopped rockin and yieldin'
So Please keep to yourself all your selfish fantasies
I don't care one bit about your fall do to vanity

4kids is best swimming with the fishes and manatees
We need to put an end to this virtual insanity
At the time I'm writing this it isn't yet a reality
Make it Happen With Your Actions/Drive 4kids to Bankruptcy

(ch.) x 1.5
Track Name: scenester blues (remaster)
Scenester Blues
by Karl Olson

It's abhorrent - all this hatred up in the rhymetorrent
This mindset should be arrested / so here is the warrent
I mean shouldn't the nerd community / be more supportive
Strikes that me that all this fighting is / insanely abortive
Of the goal of making nerdcore rise up - and elevate it
Instead a stew of enmity / is all that's created
After all we're all nerds / we know it bites to bullied
So we ought to understand / this situation more fully

I'm not sure if I'd want be seen in this scene
And if that seems mean that's just the statical mean
Yeah that's average / and that's so depressing
You'd be shocked to find out just how much / I find it distressing
We should be allies like Piccolo and Goku
Instead we're like Vegita or even Majin Buu
You all can trendcend your ego / yeah, I know you're that smart.
Come on rhymetorrents, don't break my heart!

I don't want a crew
If it gives me scenester blues
Cause these bitter hues
Leave me torn up and confused

I don't want a crew
If it gives me scenester blues
So I build some pews
To relate my point of view

"We unite on the basis of what we have in common"
We shouldn't be like fighting / like Kings of the Shaman
Instead we feud and hate / like were nothing but pawns
But this ain't an FPS / there is no chance respawn
The fragments are created / and with continental drift
There is soon a giant ocean / an insurmountable rift
Because we're all sniping / yeah we're shooting the gift
No denying all the evidence / no taking the fifth

So it's time to reabilitate / it's time make friends
Time to put humpty dumpty / back together again
I'm not saying that this world has to be a nursery rhyme
I'd just like to see a scene / that's a little more sublime
Ain't easy to heal wounds / hard to kiss and make up
But if this vitrol continues / this scene will break up
So I am the fireman / I'm here to put out the flames
But if I don't get help / then I'll have to proclaim
Track Name: opensource lyricist (remix)
OpenSource Lyricist
Lyrics by Karl Olson

verse 1:
I could probably rap in VB / But then all these MCs
would then declare me / all too propietary

But to rhyme open source /the Gnu Public adores
A licence that'd force /me to live in poverty

can't give word code away/that's just game I just play
come on suckas just pay/ me a little royalties

I'll rap it all C/ or maybe PHP
post it in O G G/ just need a little money

I know it seems obscene/to ask for hard earned green
But my checkbook's means/ are just a little scary

It reads close to zero/And if some cash don't show
I'll take my rhymes and go/right on the Sanzu ferry

Everyone wants me to be an Open Source Lyricist
And it is for free they wanna be Hearin' this
Everyone just wants me to give it away
Not Understandin The Economics of my Everyday

verse 2:
Look, I'm not demanding some great sum/Cause that'd be quite dumb
I know that I'm not only one/with a meager balance

I'd like to like to come out even/but I gotta funny feelin
That I'll be further reelin/from the lack of allowance

CDs cost cash to make/Bandwidth's about to break
It can barely take/traffic belligerence

And for it weren't friends/supporting me with ends
I would imagine/ that I'd have no deliverance

So please just let this be/one and only plea
to those on P2P/this is my last contigence

Cause if I can't make enough/to pay for production and stuff/
Then for me it's tough/I'll drop this compliance


Verse 3:
Now please don't pay attention to the obvious fact
That I got ten Chrysler Maybachs just stashed in back
Please Ignore the Jaguars in my music videos
Cause don't you don't know that they are just rentals

Pay no attention to the man behind the green curtain
I'm the man up front in flames, and financially hurtin
Ignore the 1000 percent service charges on my tickets
Cause I'm up here kickin it all hardcore and wicked

Ignore the fact that for the most part this track's ironic
Focus on the fact like G U Is I'm so iconic
Ignore the truth that I'm really neither here nor there
But I'll quit music if payment stays incredibly rare

(repeat x 1.5)
Track Name: the mind explodes (remaster)
The Mind Explodes
by Karl Olson

Science fiction double feature / no it's horror tonight
Chainsaw threw creatures / for sarcastic fright
Cliche villains are slain / only to come back again
Because sequels are easier / for hack-writers to pen
And Uwe Boll can direct it / shoot it in Vancouver
Rotten Tomatos says it / sucks hard like a Hoover
Bites like a vampire / with loli-goth cat ears
Who calls you Oni-sama / to aleve your fears

Then gives you a hickey / and makes you her slave
You become a night owl / whose addicted to raves
Incinerate in daylight / if you don't behave
Though if you're Vampire-ama / then you'll be her fave
But back to the point / Uwe Boll is the wackest
Need MST3K / to come back and attack this
Pathetic excuse / for a movie maker
Should be rolled like / oats made by the quakers

I have a Chamber of Secrets and Video Tapes
All old horror films all in excellent shape
Bootlegged off the late night broadcasts
Or stolen off public domain podcasts

I saw of the House of the Dead / Made wish me I was dead
"I want my 6 bucks back" / I repeatedly said
Wanted to catch Kill Bill / but my friends wouldn't pay
More than the cost / of a cheap matinee
The experience was brutal / like making patee
A concussion would have / made for a better day
Granted I take issue / with most horror films
Most seem so generic / fired in the same kiln

Made from the same clay / spun on the same wheel
Cliched wack stories / made for mass appeal
I could cut together clips / from seventy different reels
And it would still be congruent / and evenly keeled
But some of it shines / and truly horrifies
Scares you to death as / it rips out your eyes
Haunts you curses you / through and through out the eve
Leaves you so paranoid / you're unable to breath

Track Name: cuteness (remix)
by Karl Olson

Time to come live from Seattle
With No Fear or Loathing
But you should understand that
I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing
I fawn innocence and cuteness
As a pretense to hide my muteness
Though I'm sure the perceptive
Probably already knew this

Watch out now - for it's time to come with feelin
Cribbing angst from shoujo comics/Japanese and Korean
Bishoujo in floppy socks/Art School Punks with Dreadlocks
Superfly samurai rolling on dubs in droptops

We read our graphic novels for a moment to pretend
That we've got our own digital absolute best friend
You may read it for characters/I may read it for the man
But we can share series data on imageboards like 4chan

Slash mc is my catagory/upload pictures and some stories
At the end it's shadows on the wall/ like a cave allegory
You could call me the doctor/cause I was born on gallefrey
And if you believe that/than I'm also kid n' play

And when I was young/ I was like a teen titan
But I'm not Beastboy nor Raven/you can call me ultraklystron
Now I'm not superhero except when I'm on the mic
Cause I never go gentle into that good night

I don't need pinky diamond gleam/nor expensive ice creams
with spinning rims and drum machines/sown into the seams
Give me a pair of converse/old skool style like Kareem
Then you better clear a path/for my super buster beam

I'm enigmatic like a puzzle game/so just give me a twist
I turn breakbeats into gold/like the fullmetal alchemist
And I'm feelin fine/sans influence of the mountain kind
I Don't need the robotussin/I already feel divine

My rhymes maybe nothing but gratuitous boasting
But here's to a world with fortuitous toasting
It maybe imitated / with adept MC ghosting
But they'll have to keep up/cause I'm never ever coasting

And I'll still moderate / even when I'm world renown
Even when people come / from a 1000 miles around
From shores of Hokkaido / to heart of Sea Town
I'll keep posting on the net/ til the forums shut down


The Melody of Logic / always plays the truth
So don't try to step to me / because that game is uncouth
And by step I mean don't think that you can argue with me
Unless you've got hard data that you've collected recently

And generally I'm sick / of hearing about politics
So don't even go down that path / I'll vanish like Loonatics
Cartoon Series - So anyone that can hear me
Better make sure that they are enjoyable company

Though that's not to say I hate / nor that I discriminate
I just would like to dodge negativity / before it hits my plate
So I'll admit this verse hasn't been that nerdcore
Am I becoming like the geekstas that cut the path before

Acting all socially relevant/telling companies to go repent
Rather talking about how my trading cards got all bent
When I was tripped by a football player/Who said he hates Angelic Layer
And I how I put Twin Spica/Up on my home networks' share

Track Name: gleam
by Karl Olson

I tear apart old tankoban / and make a collage of our dreams
I cherished every single one / but I cannot breath it seems
So I am barely holding on / But just seeing your smile beam
Warms me like an old rerun / Nostalgically you gleam

I thank you for the memories / the souvenirs of days done by
I think I'll always worry / If I ever made you sigh
I feel like I owe you / more than words or gifts can say
I'm thankful that I know you / a debt I can never repay
Maybe it's a love song / That has been made years too late
I really should not prolong / I should dive right into fate
I'm sure we have both moved on / So why am I behind the gate?
I wish the best for you / And the future you'll create


We've been friends for a while / known each other for some years
Attuned the same dial / sharing laughter and our tears
And coffee shop lunches / matcha, chai and pasteries
Comedy in bunches / from each other's histories
It couldn't last forever / moments pass by hurredly
I wish I'd been more clever / would have thought of more than me
If nothing I would have / told you how awesome you are
And maybe I could have / recognized your brilliant star

I'm really gonna miss you -
Best of luck when you're away -
I wish could've kissed you -
Though I am really okay -
With just being a step -
That you made along the way -
Besides I couldn't have kept -
You in my world so gray.

Track Name: hit reply (remix)
Hit Reply
By Karl Olson


Ultraklystron droppin verbage for the
Time for nerdcore stylings that are greatest yet
Smart alek vagaries and verbal tet-a-tet
In other words 5000 references that you won't get

I'm the otaking
My otabling
Is taking over everything
Where is I sit
It has no pointless posturing
Just keep postin
Like McDoujin
Absurdity from anything
Props to Pancho
And Umino
And Anyone Matt Wilson-ing

Bringin it machevellian like Ichigo Morino
Bringin that fan based style like I'm Gainax or I'm Gonzo
Sugoi Kawaii-ist Lyricist like I'm Clamp's Sumomo
End My Rhyme Nyo Nyu Gema Resprasent for Koge Donbo
Comedic violence of the old skool like I'm Tom and Jerry
Super-Deformed Comedic Takes like JCStaff and Tex Avery
Verbal fanservice on the internet where it can be shared free
If it were visual residuals would go to the Dirty Pair team
Cause this is Cowboy Nerd Hop/Style where words drop
Spike TV's all slop/CN rocks non stop
Take a spaceship and some shonen and then just call it Toomami
Take a trip below the surface and then just call it Miguzi
On one block pull out all stops to run Naruto and Rurouni
On the other little sisters get watch the TMNT
College Hipsters stay up late to watch Quagmire and Stewie
Later on while nearin dawn you can check out FLCL

(Chorus) x 2

This second verse is a non-sequitor
Anachronistic like it's gigantor
It's breakbeat not 4-to-the-floor
It's random like an instant door

Fraudian like Evangelion
Cause Shinji's Just Hellion
"Father's like a decepticon"
"Mom's soul's in an automaton"

Like it's elegant and gothic
Like a Vampire Hunter fanfic
Like a DBZ fanatic
Rock Psychosuspense phantastique

Like it's little and it's plastic
Like it's FLCL Addict
Like a brick or two of mastique
Rock this Edict from your attic

A newtype idol that is vital like my name's Rabi en Rose
Visual Style & High Profile enticing every bishoujo
If they wanna try and find me they ought to follow there nose
I'm the w007 700P lucky charm at the end of the rainbow

I'm hardcore yet coquettish / as if my name was Seiji
But my right-hand's not my girlfriend / this ain't midori no hibi
It's old school restoration / like the era of the meiji
It's new school demonstration / cause like it's Powerpuff Girls Z

(Chorus) x 2
Track Name: duplicate
by Karl Olson

A generation faceless cause we're built on memes
Nothing but repetition til they wear out seams
We tear out the stitches and then put on some patches
And if that's causing itches then we bring out the hatchet
Reassemble it with epoxy and a bit of psuedo moxie
Touch that up in photoshop until it's looking very foxy
And if that doesn't pass muster, cut that up and remix it
Post it up on a message board - try to reaffix it

To the pop culture landscape that's already bruised
From self-reflexive actions, cliches overused
You'd think we'd get clue cause from the blacks and blues
And how severely creativity is diffused
Recycling is fine when it comes to steel and tin
But it seems to kill off culture when you're just stealing spins
From your roots just because you seem lack to vision
To do anything more than sample collision

just another duplicate of a duplicate
everyone is duping kids
cause no ones heard the original
just another duplicate of a duplicate
nothing here but replicants
in this world that's pure digital

And I'm just as artificial, I'm as fake as the next man
And I can't move to the next plan, cause I lack that effect and
I think we're past the point of moving via movements
Or atleast like all my peers, I bring no improvements
Just listen to the beat, every last bit's stolen
I'll mention VIP, so we can get rollin
Into a land of cliches, including this complaint
It's disturbing that even that critique now seems quaint

Whether I crank dat in da club, or at the sci-fi con
The material's so samey that my interest's gone
It makes me yawn; is anyone here bringing fresh sounds?
Right now your hear one thing and you know the rest sounds.
And I'd say I have the best sound, but that's cliche too
You can see that nonsense daily up on ebay dude
So, I'm sitting here waiting for the next big thing, homes
So it can supercede getting the next big ringtone.