Who put me down on the bottom of the food chain
Who put me down on the bottom of the food chain
Who put me down on the bottom of the food chain
Who put me down on the bottom of the food chain
Who put me down on the bottom of the food chain
Who put me down on the bottom of the food chain
Who put me down on the bottom of the food chain
Who put me down on the bottom of the food chain
Who put me down on the bottom of the food chain
Who put me down on the bottom of the food chain
We are now entering the harmonic door
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Take a gun
Or how you say
That's no way you behave
Just a law, a new begin
Sing a song that doesn't sin
And it grows
Hey, you know
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last to get away to some another day?
Do we know
Well, we know
Doesn't seem to be complete
Are we, are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Get up, get up, get up, get up...
What you say?
Cause all I was on
I got it down wrong
I see myself to get
And the Lord, seeing all now
Can you take us in
The part that comin' on
The coldest man doesn't see it's all
We go to the car
I see you walk to the far
And when you get there do you see
You fit the last you need on me
Cause we're the last living souls
We're the last living souls
Yeah, we're the last living souls
We're the last living souls
Kids with guns
Kids with guns
Taking over
But it won't be long
They're mesmerized
Skeletons
Kids with guns
Kids with guns
Easy does it, easy does it, they got something to say "no" to
Drinking out (is she real, is she)
Pacifier (is she real, is she)
Demon souls (is she real, is she)
Street desire (is she real, is she)
Didn't mean to (is she real, is she)
But it won't be long (is she real, is she)
Kids with guns
Kids with guns
Easy does it, easy does it, they got something to say "no" to
And they turn into monsters
Turning us into fire
Turning us into monsters
It's all desire
It's all desire
It's all desire
Drinking out
Pacifier
Sinking soul
There you are
Doesn't make side to
But it won't be long
Cause kids with guns
Kids with guns
Easy does it, easy does it, they got something to say "no" to
And they turn into monsters
Turning us into fire
Turning us into monsters
It's all desire
It's all desire
It's all desire
Is she, is she real, is she
Is she real, is she (it's real)
Is she, is she real, is she
Is she real, is she (it's real)
[etc]
I need a gun to keep myself among
The poor people are burning in the sun
But they ain't got a chance
They ain't got a chance
I need a gun
Cos all I do is dance
Cos all I do is dance
I need a gun to keep myself among
The poor people are burning in the sun
No, they ain't got a chance
They ain't got a chance
I need a gun
Cos all I do is dance
Cos all I do is dance
In my backpack
I got my act right
In case you act quite difficult
And yo is so weakin'
With anger and discontent
Some are seeking and searching like me, moi
I'm a peace-loving decoy
Ready for retaliation
I change the whole occasion to a pine box six-under
Impulsive don't ask wild wonder
Orders given to me is:
strike and I'm thunder with lightning fast reflexes on constant alert
from the constant hurt that seems limitless with no dropping pressure
Seems like everybody's out to test ya
'til they see your brake
They can't conceal the hate
That consumes you
I'm the reason why you flipped your soosa
Chill with your old lady at the tilt
I got a 90 days digit
And I'm filled with guilt
From things that I've seen
Your water's from a bottle
mine's from a canteen
At night I hear the shots
Ring so I'm a light sleeper
The cost of life,
it seems to get cheaper
out in the desert
with my street sweeper
The war is over
So said the speaker with the flight suit on
Maybe to him I'm just a pawn
So he can advance
Remember when I used to dance
Man, all I want to do is dance
City breaking down on a camel's back
They'll just have to go coz they don't know wack
So all ya fill the streets it's appealing to see
And you won't get undercounted cause you're damn ass free
You got a new horizon it's an ephemaral style
In a melancholy town where we never smile
And all I want to hear is the message beep
My dreams they come a kissin' cause I don't get sleep no
Windmill windmill for the land
Turn forever hand in hand
Take it all there on your stride
It is tickling fallin' down
Love forever love is free
Turn forever you and me
windmill windmill for the land
Is everybody in?
Laughing Gas, these Haz mats
Fast Cat, lining them up like ass cracks
Lay these ponies at the track
It's my chocolate attack
Shoot I'm stepping in hotter this year
Care bear reppin' it harder this year
Watch me as I gravitate hahaha
Gonna ghost town
This Motown
With your sound you're in the blink
Going to bite the dust
Can't fight with us
With your sound you kill the inc.
So don't stop get it, get it
Until your Cheddar's heavy
And watch the way I navigate ha ha
Windmill windmill for the land
Turn forever hand in hand
Take it all there on your stride
It is tickling fallin' down
Love forever love is free
Turn forever you and me
windmill windmill for the land
I lost my leg like I lost my way
So no loose sounds
Nothing to see me down
How are we going to work this out?
Dreams aren't bad, I had turned back
I love the gun
But God only knows it's
Getting hard to see the sun coming through
I love you...
But what are we going to do?
Picture on the dreamer
I'll take you deeper
Down to the sleepy glow
Time is a low..
Don't you know?
What are we going to do?
When you go back
All the second selfless days
You're in love with him
I want to see you again
I love you...
Slow it down some
No split clown
Bum, your old hit sound dumb
Hold it now, crown 'im
Where you found them at
Got 'em 'round town
Coulda drowned in it
Woulda floated bloated
Voted sugar coated
Loaded hip shooter
Draw for the poor
Free coffee at the banks
Hit through the straw
None more for me, thanks
That blanks the raw
That dang sure stank lit
Sank passed the pit for more hardcore prank spit
Crank it on blast
Roll past front street
Blew the whole spot
Like some old ass with skunk meat
These kids is too fast
Juiced off a junk treat
Who could get looser off a crunk or a funk beat?
2xCHORUS:
Something's starting today
Where did he go? why you wanted to be?
Well you know, november has come
When it's gone away..
(baha) Can you dig it like a spigot
My guess is yes you can like, can I kick it? wicked
Liquor shot
If u happy and u know it
As you clap your hands to the thick snot of a poet flow it
Broke a pen and i'm in cope hymen
Dope or rhymin all worth it then
The hope diamond
Required off the blackmarket
Or wire tappin
Couldn't target a jar of spit
The rapid fire spark lit
zzzzt!
A rapper bug zapper
And it don't matter after if they's a thug or a dapper.
Plug yer trap or it's maximum exposure
The beast got family in numbers asking 'em for closure
Aw, send 'em a gun an tell em clean it
Then go get the nun who said her son didn't mean it
She wore a filled-in thong
A billabong
And said, nah, fo'realla
The Villain on a Gorilla jawn?
Snatch a piece of my wondering
This did fall like under in
Skid em with two lights
Skid em with boot light
Flamers too light
Where's the waitress
Can't take this really can't finish this
These airs and all these graces
It's my mistake I'll make it
J'd up to the boom now make it
Bounce wiggle bounce wiggle shaking all them things out
Chemical cutthroats 'bout to blow the brain out
Cut to the brain
This ain't no game
I'll show no shame
I'll birth this bane
I'll twist the game
I'll twist the game
I'll push this plane
It's plain as day
Known to what these sayers say
Known to what these doers do
It's you and who and you know where
We's about to take it there
We's about to make it clear
We're happy on we lonesome
The lone drum the beat hot
From start to finish
Ten spoons of spinach
The soul and the spillage
The cup that runneth over
We turn up the 'oh God'
All alone...
Close your eyes and see
When there ain't no light
All you'll ever be
Come and save the night
Coz I don't believe
When the morning comes it doesn't
Seem to say an awful lot to me...
Once upon a time at the foot of a shit mountain, there was a town where the
people known as Happyfolk lived, their very existence a mystery to the rest of
the world, obscured as it was by shit clouds. Here they played out their
peaceful lives, innocent of the litany of excess and violence that was growing
in the world below. To live in harmony with the spirit of the mountain called
Monkey was enough. Then one day Strangefolk arrived in the town. They came in
camouflage, hidden behind dark glasses, but no one noticed them: they only saw
shadows. You see, without the Truth of the Eyes, the Happyfolk were blind.
Falling out of aeroplanes and hiding out in holes
Waiting for the sunset to come, people going home
Jump back from behind them and shoot them in the head
Now everybody dancing the dance of the dead,
the dance of the dead,
the dance of the dead
In time, Strangefolk found their way into the high reaches of the mountain, and
it was there that they found the caves of unimaginable Sincerity and Beauty. By
chance, they stumbled upon the Place Where All Good Souls Come to Rest. The
Strangefolk, they coveted the jewels in these caves above all things, and soon
they began to mine the mountain, its rich seam fueling the chaos of their own
world. Meanwhile, down in the town, the Happyfolk slept restlessly, their dreams
invaded by shadowy figures digging away at their souls. Every day, people would
wake and stare at the mountain. Why was it bringing darkness into their lives?
And as the Strangefolk mined deeper and deeper into the mountain, holes began to
appear, bringing with them a cold and bitter wind that chilled the very soul of
them up. For the first time, the Happyfolk felt fearful for they knew that soon
the Monkey would soon stir from its deep sleep. And then came a sound. Distant
first, it grew into castrophany so immense it could be heard far away in space.
There were no screams. There was no time. The mountain called Monkey had spoken.
There was only fire. And then, nothing.
O little town in U.S.A, your time has come to see
There's nothing you believe you want
But where were you when it all came down on me?
Did you call me now?
Got off a plane to the countryside,
I drove to the mountain and holding the ground
There was crack on the corner and someone dead,
and fire coming out of the monkey's head
Chorus:
Don't get lost in heaven
They got locks on the gate
Don't go over the edge
you'll make a big mistake
Put me in a cab to suburbia
I just took a line but I wasn't with you
There was more of it there, when I got back home
But you had left me,you don't know my soul...
You're a whole bad mistake,yeah,you're a whole one...
In demon days, it's cold inside
You don't get nobody, people sigh
It's so bad, lasting far, but love yourself
Hiding in a hole in there
All the glasses are too big
Bring it back, got to hold it back
To let you do that yet you don't want me back
Before it fall down, falling down falling down
Falling out to go far from the sun (ah)
Well these demon days are so cold inside
It's so hard to live, and so to survive
You can't even trust the air you breathe
Cause Mother Earth has a soul to leave
When lies become reality
You love yourself because it's easy
Pick yourself up it's a brand new day
So turn yourself round
Don't burn yourself, turn yourself
Turn yourself around into the sun
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