Antimc, Busdriver - Bellies Full Of Rain lyrics
[Antimc, Busdriver - Bellies Full Of Rain lyrics]
The muted shrills are collated in the fiery
Core of a netherworld you can’t ignore
Rough sketch of a police state:
You’re a national bird shot
In the no-fly zone
Ready made regime pulled out the styrofoam
Smug exec’s hand cuffed to a briefcase:
He can downsize at the push of a space bar
There are interests he must safeguard
Entrenched in tiffs
On multi national conglomerates i convince
The underclass and complacent we’re fenced
By economic pressures and bit by bit
We remain the lesser-thans the foul stench
Of burning dead enlisted men
It cuts through press conference double-speak
Doomsday issue raised by disgruntled geeks
The muted shrills are collated in the fiery
Core of a netherworld you can’t ignore
The pre-schoolers
Are turned into ground troops
So don’t believe all the stats that you see
You’re a potential black evacuee
TV bloopers resonate with an unsound truth
That there is no stratified class divide
And needs are met FEMA reps aptly provide
The moneyed machinists are priorities
Over all the hungry’s spleen fit's
Capital is funneled into war room debacles
But, if you challenge them in large forums
It’s not so
Decrepit salesman claims ownership
Over heavenly bodies
With stubborn gun-slinger machismo go home
They postponed the upheaval
The muted shrills are collated in the fiery
Core of a netherworld you can’t ignore
Horn players’ bellies full of rain and soot
Horn players’ bellies full of rain and soot
Bloated bodies facedown in a toxic quagmire
You know the sky wept into empty groves
Then I become a live-threat
When the levee goes
Horrid neglect or a systematic backfire yeah
Yeah I’m fresh I dress in the trendy clothes
But we’ve never been the
Price checked embryos
The muted shrills are collated in the fiery
Core of a netherworld you can’t ignore
Core of a netherworld you can’t ignore
Rough sketch of a police state:
You’re a national bird shot
In the no-fly zone
Ready made regime pulled out the styrofoam
Smug exec’s hand cuffed to a briefcase:
He can downsize at the push of a space bar
There are interests he must safeguard
Entrenched in tiffs
On multi national conglomerates i convince
The underclass and complacent we’re fenced
By economic pressures and bit by bit
We remain the lesser-thans the foul stench
Of burning dead enlisted men
It cuts through press conference double-speak
Doomsday issue raised by disgruntled geeks
The muted shrills are collated in the fiery
Core of a netherworld you can’t ignore
The pre-schoolers
Are turned into ground troops
So don’t believe all the stats that you see
You’re a potential black evacuee
TV bloopers resonate with an unsound truth
That there is no stratified class divide
And needs are met FEMA reps aptly provide
The moneyed machinists are priorities
Over all the hungry’s spleen fit's
Capital is funneled into war room debacles
But, if you challenge them in large forums
It’s not so
Decrepit salesman claims ownership
Over heavenly bodies
With stubborn gun-slinger machismo go home
They postponed the upheaval
The muted shrills are collated in the fiery
Core of a netherworld you can’t ignore
Horn players’ bellies full of rain and soot
Horn players’ bellies full of rain and soot
Bloated bodies facedown in a toxic quagmire
You know the sky wept into empty groves
Then I become a live-threat
When the levee goes
Horrid neglect or a systematic backfire yeah
Yeah I’m fresh I dress in the trendy clothes
But we’ve never been the
Price checked embryos
The muted shrills are collated in the fiery
Core of a netherworld you can’t ignore