Intimate War

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Dimitri & the Scarecrow

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Momma, momma, momma I'm alone
Momma, momma, momma I'm alone
Momma, momma, momma I'm alone
Momma, momma, momma I'm alone
They dress in state uniform above the law
Enforce and engorged with the blood of the poor
The sweat from their pores reeks of street whores
These women unemployed and forced on bended fours
But thin latex don't equate to safe sex
They'll say yes and stave off rubber for flapping papers
Blame it on hierarchy enslaving patriarchy
In the eye anarchy caught sight of our fiend
His walk is obscene as he stalks the coughing
It's an odd thing coveting your green
When Black America assume that they hate POLICE
Got a brother in the tomb whose killers are Scott-free
I'm a controlled anger, angling for your anchor
Whatever holds this ship down I am vengeful
In my soul a black hole will swallow you whole
I've accumulated holding cells for due course
Got no leaders who do the right thing (Yeah!)
Bought more reasons for people to fight them (Woah!)
The war's more intimate than the silence (Yeah!)
Because our freedom, it suffers your violence (Woah!)
Got no leaders who do the right thing (Yeah!)
Bought more reasons for people to fight them (Woah!)
The war's more intimate than the silence (Yeah!)
Because our freedom, it suffers your violence (Woah!)
I'm in a bar trying to discard the scars of hard labour
Some ask the LORD for the word that might save them
Spending the last dollar trying to find a blue collar
But my squalor has been fathered by the squandering parliament
And it's our problem again sanctions extended at length
Trying to be triggering a rebellion from within
From the outside looking in, this bowl of shit we're cooking in
Middle finger to Western government, puppeteering my living
Bring on the xenophobia, Zimbos are soldiering
Know that your holes are boiling beyond smouldering
I am your global reject but a failed abortion
Stole away in the precinct and unveiled a coffin
The problem with heroism is the part of my death
And Why must I die for ideals to live?
All the world's a stage as I pen my rage
Ripping the entrails to leave a stench on the page
Got no leaders who do the right thing (Yeah!)
Bought more reasons for people to fight them (Woah!)
The war's more intimate than the silence (Yeah!)
Because our freedom, it suffers your violence (Woah!)
Got no leaders who do the right thing (Yeah!)
Bought more reasons for people to fight them (Woah!)
The war's more intimate than the silence (Yeah!)
Because our freedom, it suffers your violence (Woah!)
Paradox in the TRUTH
When I speak it so raw
Leeches are feasting on a foetus in peace
There's a lease agreement to appease the beasts
Deceased is the need to release the greed
Indeed they be teeming and feeding on arteries
The glutinous tooth of the people who queue
What ruined us, WHO we're accountable to
NOBODY! But my body rocking probably coz of Molly
Party hearty hardly dropping from the rowdy
I'm about it if it's loudly drowning out the
Bounty that is hounding I am proudly
Probably living in the zen of my old folly
Pacifism! What a gaudy sentiment
Rock bottom is the solving of every problem
If I could bottle the by-product of this struggling
I'd swallow the hole of all human stumbling
And finally prove that you are all FREE
All you need to move is your own belief
Yeah!
Woah!
Got no leaders who do the right thing (Yeah!)
Bought more reasons for people to fight them (Woah!)
The war's more intimate than the silence (Yeah!)
Because our freedom, it suffers your violence (Woah!)
Got no leaders who do the right thing (Yeah!)
Bought more reasons for people to fight them (Woah!)
The war's more intimate than the silence (Yeah!)
Because our freedom, it suffers your violence (Woah!)

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