she is dried out like the desert she is famished, all but vanished by design and her hide out is her cactus heart her own hand grenade, a barricade of spines the sands of time repeating she’s seen suffering before her future takes a beating for some man, some god, some war she is minding her own business steadfastly building castles of sand when she is blinded by a raging son who demolishes and calls it all his land those poor holy rolling soldiers’ plights they can’t live without their virgins and whores to lift their strengths and spirits to fight for some man, some god, some war we are sucking out the venom of poisonous scorpions and snakes we are bucking this ecosystem til our mother’s deserts are our daughter’s lakes oh, wondrous, thunderous women together too loud to ignore no more curtsies at the mercy of some man, some God, some war
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so you're not speaking, you don't like the way your voice quakes but you're teaching your children with every sound that you don't make so you're not marching, you don't like it when your feet ache but your children are watching every step that you don't take it's not good enough to leave well enough alone they got weapons of war, we got pens, shoes, and microphones do you love enough to not leave well enough alone? so you're not giving, you don't really have a dime to spare but your children are invested in a future that you won't share so you're not searching, you'd rather play your trump card but your children are hurting with every fact that you disregard Verse: Em G D A slide to G Chorus: E G A B // end on A we used to have a way with words now we don’t say too much we used to unwrap like verbs now we just tap to touch we used to have things to do now we got screens illuminating we used to attach like glue now the connection’s isolating what’s the hold up, girl? you got something to say? you got a way with words and they had their way with me we used to just rise and shine now we just duck and cover we used to breathe words like wine now we delete each other *written to the tune of “Part of Your World” from The Little Mermaid i guess it's trump, what a crushing defeat can't believe he's allowed in the president's seat can't everyone see he's an ass - an ass who hates everything? look at his team, dangers untold how many disasters can one cabinet hold? somebody pass me a drink, at this point i’ll drink anything he hates brown people, gays, the disabled he hates women and science and more i was sure no one thought he was able i was wrong, now I'm scared, of what's in store i wanna be where the sheeple aren't i wanna see humanity advancing exercising your, what do you call it? oh - brain grabbing pussies got trump this far not paying taxes or his employees bragging about, what's that word again? rape sexual assault is not fucking fun, just ask his victims, every last one the jock gets away and the best we can say: rape's just part of our world what would i give if i could live where people were smarter? not pray away gay, or get in the way of a parenthood planned don't you understand this is a man who has objectified his daughter? still there are women who voted him in, it's unreal as his tan i'm not ready to reap what the people sow we've got some questions, let's find the answers starting with lessons we've already, i don't know…learned when's it our turn? we know what we need: to live in a land ruled by love and not greed out of the debris, how about you and me take charge of our world?
i used to cry, it's the way i would feel
my mom would smile and say it's just an earthquake drill now there's nothing natural about it, the disaster is real they're all shooting at nothing but they're shooting to kill they're all shooting at nothing but they're shooting to kill have a good day at school kid, good luck on your test mama packed you a lunch and a bullet proof vest now there's nothing natural about it, the disaster is real they're all shooting at nothing but they're shooting to kill they're all shooting at nothing but they're shooting to kill if we put down our guns, step away from our screens pick up our kids and teach 'em something cause there's something natural about that we're all someone's daughter or son i'm not saying it's the answer, but it sure won't kill anyone i'm not saying it's the answer, but it sure won't kill anyone the scarlet letter's getting redder the fingers are a-waggin' the allegory in this story's got me feeling bilbo baggins fighting feably to defeat fucking firebreathing dragons seeking proof in fiction cause the truth has turned to fractions it's what the people need one deceptive dimension stab it til it bleeds or no one will pay attention give 'em what they want, a filthy little spectacle a crucible is suitable, only when the noose is full of someone else's neck the mockingbird won't say a word but you keep trying to kill it the conviction in your diction grabs my will and tries to steal it but i'll push my pen into your brain, my tongue behind it strong the ink won't sink in just a blink it takes time to write a wrong
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Chorus: D C G // C G if it is true that the world ends are you ready, are you ready? if it is true that we all die are you ready, are you ready? we all share this space that’s all that matters friends so let’s all go out singing i’ll sing with you til the end if it is true that we all pass are you ready, are you ready? if it is true that our souls last will you meet me, will you meet me? |
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