⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING – SET LIST TEN (10) This set delivers a sharp blend of political critique, cultural decay, emotional burnout, and bitter reflection. It doesn't soothe — it challenges, mocks, and mourns. Though not graphically violent, its themes may be distressing due to their emotional weight and social implications. Expect repeated confrontation with: Government corruption and political manipulation Nuclear war and existential dread Addiction, mental health struggles, and depression Media saturation, consumer decay, and societal apathy Disillusionment with systems, leadership, and modern morality These aren't passing references — they're the foundation of the set's message. POLITICAL DISILLUSIONMENT & CORRUPTION “Pardon Me,” “Obamafication,” “Heresy Speaks No Evil,” and “Another History Lesson” pull no punches. These songs depict democracy as illusion, elections as performance, and leaders as complicit in mass manipulation. The tone is sardonic and direct: politicians, media, and even religion are painted as tools of distraction and oppression. Expect references to bribery, injustice, media propaganda, and hypocrisy from both sides of the aisle. “Heresy Speaks No Evil” is especially relentless — naming war profiteering, lost civil liberties, climate denial, and celebrity worship as symptoms of a failing system. Caution for listeners exhausted by current events or systems of power. NUCLEAR FEAR & COLLAPSE ANXIETY “Pushing the Button” centers on a single act of destruction: the flick of a switch ending the world. While poetic in tone, it's saturated with cold, fatal imagery — sirens, bombs, families wiped out. This track simmers with dread and resignation, echoing fears that some listeners may carry daily. MENTAL HEALTH & INTERNAL COLLAPSE “History to Me,” “Shadow Boxing,” and “Call It Fate” explore spiritual exhaustion, depression, and trauma. Lyrics speak to emotional numbness, inner battles, and helplessness — from addiction and poverty to watching the world collapse without being able to stop it. “Call It Fate” is especially heavy, intertwining illness, violence, and moral grief. These songs don't sensationalize — but they do not comfort. They portray lives fraying quietly at the seams. SOCIAL APATHY & ECONOMIC STRUGGLE “Picture Something Nice,” “Birthright,” and “Intellectual Property” address systemic neglect with heavy irony. Homelessness, class disparity, broken healthcare, generational burnout — all are described bluntly, with no promise of resolution. Listeners navigating economic insecurity or emotional fatigue may find these tracks especially raw. “It's not your problem / Someone else will fix it…” This recurring line indicts passive bystanders while mourning a system designed to forget the vulnerable. SATIRE & MORAL CYNICISM “Obamafication” and “Pardon Me” mix sarcasm with despair — mocking campaigns, false hope, and surface-level change. They don't offer solutions. Instead, they expose manipulation and apathy with a tone that may be more draining than inspiring for sensitive listeners. IDENTITY, RACE & SELF-REFLECTION “Shades” is gentler, tackling race and identity through introspection rather than anger. But its tone stands apart from the rest — quieter, calmer — and may feel drowned out in the chaos surrounding it. “Another History Lesson” closes the set with tired defiance: hope still flickering, but nearly extinguished. There's no triumphant arc — only resistance with a limp. WHO SHOULD USE CAUTION Avoid or delay this set if you are: Emotionally fragile or experiencing political despair Grieving illness, death, or institutional failure Distressed by nuclear threat or helplessness Dealing with addiction, burnout, or depression Triggered by injustice, surveillance, or social decay WHO THIS SET MAY RESONATE WITH Activists, skeptics, and truth-seekers Writers, poets, and philosophers of modern collapse Listeners seeking critique over comfort Audiences who want confrontation, not consolation TONE & INTENT Set List Ten critiques rather than consoles. It speaks with the voice of a disappointed witness — angry, jaded, and tired of pretending. It's not designed to heal. It's designed to make you feel the weight of complicity, collapse, and resignation. Listener discretion strongly advised. GO ASK GRAMM SET LIST TEN (10) 1 History To Me 2 Pushing the Button 3 Heresy Speaks No Evil 4 Obamafication 5 Shadow Boxing 6 Picture Something Nice 7 Call It Fate 8 Pardon Me 9 Birthright 10 Shades 11 Intellectual Property 12 Another History Lesson (1) HISTORY TO ME I remember when Ice Cube and T were black And rapped...now they act...like crap... I remember when The Rock he cooked And then he'd call us all funny names Eye brow raised with that funny look... Now he acts...like crap… it's a fact… Everything is coming back But changed... They're calling it the same name But it's... strange I remember when it was cool to say hello To somebody new I didn't know Now they're all plugged in to their phones Which is plugged in where? They don't know... They don't care. I say hello. They don't say hello. So I stare... Uh Oh... I need more than a good chiropractor To fix this fractured broken soul I need more than skilled psychiatrists To bandage up these mentally slit wrists And net all these knotted thoughts I watch spin and twist out of my control So look out… all up, down and around Both near and far, hey you up there, look out below! Everything is coming back But changed... They're calling it the same name But it's... strange I'm seeing so many faces playing charades Believing they've found a new game in a new age… Hahaha… It's just history to me… Written on a fresh page

(2) PUSHING THE BUTTON History won't repeat this so I'm gonna say it with a fist Scratch my name off the list… Somebody's gotta resist Such actions without thinking is like an alcoholic drinking One slip is all it takes to start the snowball rolling and then it's too late And when there's an avalanche below You'll be the one who's covered by the snow Covered from head to toe They keep you in suspense while hiding behind their fence And in the same sense there is just no defense When all it takes is a fool like you To push the button and we're all through The whole world's future and the whole world's past One flick of the wrist and it's gone in a flash With one press of the button Were here and then gone all of a sudden F&%$#*g 'A' is what I say I stopped caring about getting blown away You can hide under desks You can hide behind chairs But there's nowhere to run When the sirens blare When video games turn into real life You say goodbye to your children And then goodbye to your wife And don't forget to pet Your dog as well Right before all of us Get blown to hell!!! (3) HERESY SPEAKS NO EVIL Government sponsored torture is kind of hard to ignore Especially when you're held prisoner of a misguided war Lobbyists sit with wads of cash in their fists For any politicians who find it too hard to resist Seems that tax cuts for corporations and also the rich Is the only way to build true bipartisanship For our money system The Fed is privately owned Backed by paper not gold And everyday us indebt wage slaves are sold When you're afraid of not being afraid The "terrorists" win Their best weapon is fear They watch our civil liberties become stripped away so fast through the most unpatriotic of acts Soon we won't be able to speak, see or hear If this is the state of the union I think a state of emergency should be declared On second thought... that's not such a great idea And I haven't even gotten to distribution of wealth Inflation, funding for education or health care Why are so many more concerned with the theft of their identity Than the loss of free will, dignity and humanity When you lack any great substance I guess you dress to impress And fill yourself with vanity This misinformation generation eats up whatever they feed ya Be it Mickey D's, MTV, shows based on "reality" Yum Yum... spoon fed by a controlled media We're infatuated by celebrities and American Idols Fox News, LeBron's shoes, natural disasters and let us not forget... the crazy homicidal If this is the state of the union I think a state of emergency should be declared On second thought... that's not such a great idea And I haven't even gotten to distribution of wealth Inflation, funding for education or health care I am growing tired of this throw away disposable consumer society Why are those who say our globe isn't warming Still trying to lie to me? Using up energy sources that will not be soon replaced Did you know that plastic is gonna be the fossil of the entire human race? Our seas are overfished and rainforests destroyed Why? So men can make money Mother Nature gets lucky when people are unemployed If this is the state of the union I think a state of emergency should be declared On second thought... that's not such a great idea And I haven't even gotten to distribution of wealth Inflation, funding for education or health care Time to step off my soapbox And walk down the road yonder But before I go two final questions to ponder: Might seven billion people be considered overpopulation? How can we have all-you-can-eat buffets AND sufferers of starvation? (4) OBAMAFICATION America wants change Not the rhetoric of change: Yes we can But we didn't See sometimes The truth is hidden Sure some words Were surely spoken The needle's stuck Record is broken Yes we can... Yes we can... Yes we can... The rhetoric Just keeps getting repeated Information Guess we don't need it Pick a war hero Or a good neighbor Suffer sooner or Suffer later Yes we can... Yes we can... Yes we can…

(5) SHADOW BOXING Maids in the morning sweeping up broken glass Long lost dreams of a shattered past As a cup full of life is spilled to the floor A man who once had riches now lives poor Walking down the spiral staircase that is my mind Passing all the memories that I've left behind See the same things enough soon you'll grow blind Be careful of what doors you open and what you will find Some patterns are so hard to break they end up breaking you Anyone who's ever worn these shoes knows this is true See enough dope and you're bound to give it a try See murders every day and pretty soon you won't cry There's blood on the sidewalk The scent of death in the air Yet you stroll right past While others stop and stare Some men live long and some die young Some carry heavy burdens, some carry none When you're shadow boxing you sometimes bruise When you fight yourself sometimes you lose (6) PICTURE SOMETHING NICE Homeless mand in the alley He's paying his dues While he was sleeping The children took his shoes When he wakes up He looks so confused His pride is hurt What's left of his ego is bruised Yeah, every hour of every day The faces change But the story's the same You live it, you breathe it You hear it, you see it You learn to accept it And soon you expect it Just as the sun rises Just as the moon shines bright There's no need to worry You're doing all right Don't pay attention Just walk on by Picture something nice Don't you bat an eye It's not your problem Someone else will solve it It's not your problem Someone else will fix it You just leave the worrying to me I'll worry about the way thing ought to be It's not your problem So go on and make your exit You think that you're perfect? In everything you say In everything you do Some say what you don't know Cannot hurt you And you believe it to be true Oh, but the price you will pay You will find out some day That day maybe today Or could still be far away So you better keep on your toes Because there is something That everybody knows Inside there's a monster that grows Beneath your pretty clothes A vanity affair But there is no one else there You're only cheating yourself A vanity affair Either make amends Or keep playing pretend You're only cheating yourself When you think you win Then you really lose So either apply some more makeup Or think of changing your shoes A vanity affair You're not just cheating yourself You're dragging down Everybody else (7) CALL IT FATE Birds circle around your home Say it one more time... Why won't they leave you alone? They flap their wings from side to side But from Mother Nature no man can hide Being punished for crimes -- Well, that may be For crimes against humanity Just when you thought There was no one to see Now you look at your life And who is to blame? You can call it fate You can call it a shame As your family boasts: "You're in the prime of your life" You go under the doctor's knife For cancer has no name or face Unfortunately for you it's too late Enter the hospital a dying life Exit the church a crying wife Now you look at your death Pondering who is to blame? You can call it fate You can call it a shame In the next room of the hospital Is a mother's joy The prize of a life - a baby boy The parents counted the fingers Then the parents counted the toes But what's in the soul nobody really knows Food, love and shelter - baby got his fill So no one knows why he grew to kill You can look at their deaths And who they blame You can call it fate You can call it a shame A man dresses in the mirror As he flashes a smile In a two-thousand dollar suit He'll wear at the trial He asks the judge to cut his client a break Starts preaching about How we all make mistakes The judge, on these words, reduces bail Keeps a guilty man away from jail His freedom is gained but what's been lost? Will he do it again? They keep their fingers crossed

(8) PARDON ME I just got a pardon from the president Because I did not admit to what I knew they'd submit as evidence And I just made a friend who will do what it takes And be there to the end or at least until he fixes mistakes I think we may have just set a new precedence Since it is so clearly evident That politics is no place for benevolence When we can't trust the president That means we can't trust the government Who often sells out its residents Giveth and taketh on false precedents Since some just take whatever they need With greed...what's important is the numbers on Not the names of dead presidents I have come to believe Not everyone is entitled to be free Because a handful of money is all you need To put people in your pocket to guarantee That when trouble comes it'll let you be When you buy a judge You can throw out the jury The system's become corrupt Manipulated through misdeeds Someone should do something 'Cause there's a document I've seen Saying they're vetting Ann Coulter and Satan To run together in 2016 Just remember that Every candidate has a rhyme Around election time Saying we'll do just fine If you wave this sign Standing on a pedestal Waving a fake gold medal Just rubbing on their crystal ball Saying they've been here and there They've seen and done it all Only after the choice has been made And you've dealt them the ace of spades While thinking that politics isn't a game And you haven't been played But finally after all the promises have been made You found that the scale of honesty Has never been weighed As they've forgotten all that they've said Speaking this while doing that They placed one foot on the platform And then they fell flat The train they boarded straight to the top The engine failed; the track got derailed And when the conductor was jailed The bail they collected was never mailed Yet every opinion they stated Was quoted as fact Saying that proof was in the eye And they said it with such tact Even though no Evidence ever backed But numbers can lie Once you've developed the knack So everyone signed on the dotted line Without ever reading the pact And now you're complaining About paying so high a tax Once you sign a deal with the Devil There's no turning back However, there's a new path unpaved So it's up to me and you We've been taught to follow the leader Sadly, it's true It can't be that way anymore Time for us to settle the score Start pushing the stale old values aside No more can we run and hide The government that rules us practically everyone is a liar Words catching on And now it's spreading like a fire They've talked and talked Talk, talk, talk 'til they're blue in the face Just follow me and I'll show you the way Going to Washington D.C. Time to see the true enemy But beware...for their twisting tongues will tell you it's me Don't listen to them if you want to be free Join us - every color and race Speed up! - We've got to quicken the pace Million man march - huh - multiply that by ten History, we're going through it again Do it for the homeless you meet Do it for the children on the street Think about the hungry, the ill, and the sick We'll dismantle the system brick by brick Tell it straight and don't beat around the Bush We tried to pull now it's time to push It's nine for them and one for us It's their turn to sit on the back of the bus The politicians look us right in the eyes While their words are full of lies So it should come as no surprise What happens to them after they die They care not for us only I They tell me, "Well, just because..." When I ask why They say, "They learned it from their peers... That true honesty has disappeared." So true has come our biggest fears There's no one left who really cares I'm going to give each one a mirror So they can see what we see Then I'm going to run for president So I can show what's evident I will answer questions truthfully And you can think what you want of me I'll hide behind no mask at all Not forced to sit I will stand tall... I'll be myself and wear no veil With my left hand on the bible: "I smoked pot and I inhaled!" (9) BIRTHRIGHT I had a glass of wine and I felt fine Yeah, so I had a couple more… I went out looking for a good time Like Marco Polo – I wanted to explore… Had no idea what it would bring Maybe something great or perhaps nothing… The only difference between the pauper and the king Is just birthright and the size of the diamond ring… Change the substance not the shadow Or else you'll find that change is hollow Let the light in open the window Lead the people and they will follow What do I do… If not this? What do I share? If not this gift? What's the best present To give to our kids? I say a future world Left better than when we First came into it? But leading by example Is the hardest thing to do To reserve and hold your judgment Until you walk one day without shoes Singing the song of someone else Well, it only goes to prove That one man's country song Can be another man's blues What do I do if not this? I could go back to being a hypocrite Hello dear…(fake smile) Hi my love…(kiss, kiss) Change the substance not the shadow Or else you'll find that change is hollow Let the light in open the window Lead the people and they will follow Here's something those of you With two jobs already know This bitter pill has become Too hard to swallow Healthcare's gone for good And Social Security will follow They want you to pay for today So they can own you tomorrow Overworked and underpaid Slowly dying from minimum wage Swimming in debt as the cost of living It rises over your head… so you try to forget… But I won't let you forget: Change the substance not the shadow Or else you'll find that change is hollow Let the light in open the window Lead the people and they will follow (10) SHADES What color are your eyes? To me that's as important As the color of your skin About this I am quite certain What color are you inside? That's what really matters What we can see outside Are just shades and spatters Shades from mighty bright white To midnight black or blacker To me it's a mitigated factor Much like the clothes of a good actor For it's just a tiny fraction of the whole Something that's beyond all of our control Gives no insight to the depths of the soul Might show where we're from - But not where we're gonna go… (11) INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY Graffiti scribbled on the side of a building Obscenities aimed at the passing children Yet these simple words can have Such a complicated effect On an empty vessel of thought Dependent on a world filled with neglect With the wind picking up There's trash blowing all over the ground There's three guys under 'neath a bridge Passing the bottle around I see weeds sprawling across the sidewalk Crawling up through the cracks I watch a kid on his way home to a broken home Walking alone along the tracks Things are heading south No matter which way you face What is bitter to your eyes Can give your mouth a bad taste Seems that everywhere I look There's something that hurts my eyes They say another day, another dollar, Which each new day comes a new surprise It's not just the inner city Where things are getting worse When the intellectual property of so many Needs to be torn down or reinforced (12) ANOTHER HISTORY LESSON So just what do you want from me? Another bloody lesson on history? I am but one man can't you see Will there be anyone behind me When I finally make my stand? Could I see a show of hands? For I've grown sick and tired Of laying way back in the cut When your conscience burns with fire You reach a point where enough's enough No more playing follow the leader I just fell off of the societal ladder History is cyclical and I'm a big reader Many say I'm madder than the mad hatter But to me those vicious Tongues only flatter Only what my people say That's all that really matters I try to make a difference everyday Don't let my ego go run off and play For it may come home Broken and shattered I dress myself in rags and tatters For people see me More clearly this way It's a small price to pay To help keep the monsters at bay For there's very little that I need To be free of jealousy and conceit Just my one true love And our little ones at our feet Then I'd sleep well Knowing I've made a difference At least to most Of the people I meet That's my definition of winning Living in a box Saying everything sucks Now to me that's sinning Such unfulfillment Would be my defeat A human retreat Having to start all over again At the beginning