DESCRIPTION:
This is from the Eric Champion album "Vertical Reality" released in 1994. I don't own the rights to this music. Please support the artist and purchase his music if you like it.

Transmit Lyrics:

Hi.

I'm Sam. Just Sam. It's better than ESC8128.78.

Welcome to the Undergrid. It may be the past, maybe the present, maybe the future. Maybe another world or maybe your own. One thing's for sure, it's all real. . . more real than you know.

Anyway, I'm an inventor -- a creator of sorts. They say I take after my father. I'm also a dedicated hacker. You see, in this day and age the computer rules the Worldgrid. It is the central source for the transmitting and receiving of information -- all information. In fact, info became such a powerful commodity that it began being regulated, trafficked and monitored through the mainframe at Govtrol, the all-seeing "eye" of the Worldgrid as we know it.

That's why everybody's a series of letters and numbers -- so it can keep its eye on you.

Govtrol knows everything about everybody. . . except me. And my friends. We're known as the Orphans of the Undergrid. You see, if you hack hard enough and mess the numbers around long enough, you'll eventually erase yourself from their memory banks and fall into the Undergrid. As far as Govtrol knows, we don't exist. They call us orphans because most of us lost our parents in what they called the last war -- the War of Liberation. Well, it isn't going to be the last war. And it certainly didn't liberate us; we lost our freedom. Freedom of speech, free enterprise, freedom of expression, and especially freedom of religion.

Govtrol says there is no God -- there's no one up there. If it can't be seen, heard, felt, tasted, put through a series of number crunches and printouts and scientifically proven. . . . it doesn't exist. Well, I don't believe that. I know there's someone out there. And no matter what it takes me. . . .

. . . . I'm gonna find him.

N2 The Next Dimension:

Boom, boom, boom, sittin' back, back
Standing up on attack, tack, down with the Govtrol wack, raq
Did-e, dad-e, get ready
Take a trip, trip, vertical tip steady
Zoom, zoom, zoom, takin' off with a bam
Gonna take it 'til we make it or my name ain't Sam
If the Worldgrid flip, Undergrid flip, tip
Vertical real is my hip, hip, hip, hoooooo. . . .
Up in the flow, flow
Got, got, gotta gotta go get mo' of it
I'm fit to hit, I've lit a dream, what does it mean
Down with a beam of light
Come, come, jump on in, in
Gotta, gotta swim, swim deeper in the middle of his bottomless love, love
The feathers of a dove
The feel of the touch of God on up and over

N2 the next dimension
Come with me, N2 the next dimension

If you have to feel to comprehend
And if you have to touch the nail scarred hands
And if you have to see it to believe
Then come and go with me

N2 the next dimension
Come with me, N2 the next dimension

Boom, boom, boom, sittin' back, back
Standing up on attack, tack, down with the Govtrol wack, raq
Did-e, dad-e, get ready
Take a trip, trip, vertical tip steady
Zoom, zoom, zoom, takin' off with a bam
Gonna take it 'til we make it or my name ain't Sam
If the Worldgrid flip, Undergrid flip, tip
Vertical real, just get it, get it, go