Lyrics:
-P. Barrett-G Smith-
Sweet Jamaica man a I and I land that
Me no stop love it
And me know the whole massive love it
And them respect it to man, hear
It's the way we feel
Tonight
As if it's all unreal
All right
My love, won't you come back to
Our love, you know I'll react to
The blood
Gold on the ceiling
I ain't blind
Just a matter of time
Before you steal it
It's alright
Ain't no blood in my eye
Clouds covered love's
A.K.A. I-D-I-O-T
Automatic Schmuck
Bearded Lady
Black Jack
Closed For The Season
Die, All Right!
Fever
Find Another Girl
Get Together To Tear
Steve:
Will I lose my dignity?
Will someone care?
Will I wake tomorrow
From this nightmare?
Group 1:
Will I lose my dignity?
Will someone care?
Will
Pick diamonds up set demons free
Issue my fire
On the weakened liar
Last gang in town
Set to burn it down
I summoned you to the aftermath
I'm nervous and I'm sad
I'm sorry and I'm mad
Saw the frame of a beautiful woman
Silhouetted by the moon
Saw a million lonely orphans
Licking blood
pedophiles moving freely blatantly
Using the system to slither past all the sleepers
The evil seeping through spirits biting the apple I'm heated
And best
I'll make her watch as her son dies, she will be devastated
I will eat on his flesh and bathe in his blood naked
I will piss on his corpse
As it rots
gives me a try?
Why am I dying to live if I'm just living to die?
Abolish borders
Abolish ICE
Abolish our system that keeps Indigenous people from
late
I'm not an ambulance chaser, unless I have to be
My job's a tough one, it's garnering apathy
From the stuffed shirt mercantile system wisdom
know
That's hip hip hip hip hit hit hit Hip Priest
All the young groups know
All the young groups know
They can't ever take advantage because I
Blood, gator blood, I got gator blood
Chicken on a hotplate gobbledegook
Come on up, honey and take a look
Mighty fine weather this time of year
twelve pounds in the yard
Every day
Every day.
I came in with a group of twenty
There ain't left but half as many
and he had the blood
There was never a horse like the Tennessee stud
I rode right back across Arkansas
I whipped her brother and I whipped her Pa
a storm system is in the news
And send me a link
But now all I got is the blues
'Cause you never call
You're in heaven with nothing to do
what we can
Within the systems
I hope you feel the Earth turn inside of you
Cause they are alive
You spoke to me
Broken disguise
Of my empathy
American
don't know any hallways"
But they move in numbers and they've got me in a corner
I feel like a group of one
No, no, they can't do this to me
I'm not
the need to be apart of a system, apart of a system
Hold my breath
I'm drowning
Ocean waters
Finding solace alone at the ballet
M-making the time go,
the poetry
And the picking' down the line
I'll miss the system here
The bottom's low and the treble's clear
But it don't pay to think too much
On things
We are able.
We are able.
I know we are.
I know we are.
You are able.
The cradle.
Feel good.
The cable.
Third wave.
Isn’t stable.
Groups
Bodies per week
When the days are blue you know the nights are bold
I write in warm blood the situation's cold
It'll be all right so the story goes
Ready
a politics
Only one word I can find to defile
Bigger heads is like leprechaun waiting to reap fi coin
That's the way system designed
To keep the poor man
of our symptoms
We been conditioned to think it's the system
We gotta fix it
Open your eyes, no dent in the system
Work just right for the people that
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