Lyrics:
Chorus:
We are the animals,
we are the wilderness!
Mass suicide
Wet dream of wet market
Nightmare in slaughterhouse
Interspecies mutation
Wet dream of free
you use it
But everybody knows it's not a secret, you're acting like you're sponsored by Adidas
But you're not fooling anyone at all
Eyes are moving
Like That
Just Another Voice In The Wilderness
Stick With Me Forever
Cross My Heart And Hope To Die
You Should Give Me Everything And So Will I
Like That
Just Another Voice In The Wilderness
Stick With Me Forever
Cross My Heart And Hope To Die
You Should Give Me Everything And So Will I
Like That
Just Another Voice In The Wilderness
Stick With Me Forever
Cross My Heart And Hope To Die
You Should Give Me Everything And So Will I
and music, I'm happy, happy sort
(Of a guy)
But there's one thing I'm lacking
It's sexual experience
So I ask you, my sweetheart
Save me from this wilderness
Burning tires downtown
Time for looting banks and stores
Bringing flags and statues down
The world that you once knew is lost
Tanks are rolling down
side by side
In this wilderness of danger and beauty
Lived three brothers, bonded by love
Their hearts full of joy
They ask now for guidance
a closer to you now
Flames are dancing in the fire
Timeless songs are on the air
In the wilderness they're crying
But there is laughter everywhere
And I
but couldn't
Buy a salvation
We counted our sins by seven
Then drown it in the gold
They use it for fire in
I'm telling you this ain't joke
I think
neck
From which you're hanging by
You fear so much asphyxiating euphoria
So you quit from your urban life
You walk far from civilization
Until you reach
Horace Parland at the piano, Buddy Buddy Catlett on bass, and Art Taylor at the drums. Music and facilities for this broadcast are provided by
to be true
When incantations are broadcast with a British corporative hue
And it seems folk think it strange
Unconscious of the state of things you look
Mumble rap (Fuck no)
Time to go for the motherfuckin gusto
Show em who you are jake
Time to let your nuts show
Out fuckin hustle everyone out here
a way to break away from all the lies your told
We gotta save this world controlled by mind control
And in each of these cases we are told
These are
and mysteries
Wives with misty eyes watchin' their niggas be beaten viciously
Battle in the wilderness of North America
Ran by the river, only stoppin' to pray
the order of revenge, you can kill him with man
take no jealousy will never fool you or blind you
By growing an ambush in the shade you are crouched in black
This is the police department
You are violating state-imposed curfew
You must continue to disperse peacefully or
You will be subject to arrest and/or
Endorse corporations by sporting their logos
Bets are higher than the super bowl
Broadcast games on a nationwide cable
They are luck if they get paid under
now even less of us are safe[00:50.65]from the undue brutality of The Bathroom Police[00:55.05]The unsung heroes that will jump in front of you as you
and music, I'm happy, happy sort
(Of a guy)
But there's one thing I'm lacking
It's sexual experience
So I ask you, my sweetheart
Save me from this wilderness
[Gatekeeper]
In '97 don't be alarmed, Gravediggaz drop
(Da Bomb! Da Bomb! Da Bomb!)
G, are, A, V, E, D (Da Bomb!)
I, double G, A to the zig zag Z
control
He wants the heart that seeks to know
The One to come has been revealed
The signs fulfilled
Our fates are sealed by faith
A descendant of Abram
if I can't see the moon watch over you?
What are these arms for if I can't hold you through the night?
What does this heart beat for if I can't lay by
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