Dan Bull - Wildlands lyrics
Daniel “Dan” Bull
[Dan Bull - Wildlands lyrics]
Ghost ghost
Ghost
We are passengers, we are drivers
We are travelers, we are survivors
We are hunters, we are judges
Administer justice swift without grudges
Don't you know you've seen a ghost?
'Cause were supposed to be nobody
No relief, undercover, canopies we go beneath
Okeley dokeley, shipping coca leaf overseas
Isn't supposed to be so easy
So we're blowing the boat into pieces, Jesus
A landslide's just enough pebbles
To ruffle feathers
I stand by as the dust settles
A gunmetal nettle in a
Meadow full of buttercups
A shark fin cutting through a
Slew of rubber ducks
Pull up in a grubby truck
Covered in mud and muck
The stuff is shut up in a wooden hut
Motherfuck it up
A sudden rush of blood, a warm buzz, a blush
Rubbing a sore
Bloody raw with a scrubbing brush
Hush! Even if we must stand here for hours
A rush and a push
And the land that we stand on is ours
The Santa Blanca Gang's
A contraband extravaganza
We deliver packets to the planet
Like a phantom Santa
Stuffing our pockets with narcotics
You can't stop it, far from it
The harder you try, the larger is our profit
Our wallets are swollen up
From the hard product
Bars solid, this is real crack music
Harmonic
We are passengers, we are drivers
We are travelers, we are survivors
We are hunters, we are judges
Administer justice swift without grudges
Freezing or blazing
All seems to be the same up in here
We're all-terrain warriors razing
Reigns in Bolivia
Heartfelt alarm bells ring heavier
Than bar bells
Money m-m-multiplying like a fertilized cell
Cartel giving a hard sell to clientele
No "Voulez-vous de la cocaine
S'il vous plait, madamoiselle?"
This is life or death
We do not require a locked cell
No one else is qualified
We're dealing with it ourselves
Dark realms, doubts
You can't help the cards dealt
But, if you've a large mouth
You're in the dog house
I've witnessed horrors upon the likes
Of which I shan't dwell
But hang around and you might well find out
The Wildlands is no climate for a mild man
But my old man said I should climb
Up as high as I can
You better be nice every time
When we're behind enemy lines
'Cause otherwise it'll be like the
Time when Kennedy died
Sniping time, deadly as cyanide
Your head in the firing line, violent
Dynamite your mind
You're dead as a trilobite and by the by
I'm flying by to foil your vile plans
So try your hand
I am the trial of the wildlands
We are passengers, we are drivers
We are travelers, we are survivors
We are hunters, we are judges
Administer justice swift without grudges
We are passengers, we are drivers
We are travelers, we are survivors
We are hunters, we are judges
Administer justice swift without grudges
Ghost ghost
Ghost ghost
Ghost
We are passengers, we are drivers
We are travelers, we are survivors
We are hunters, we are judges
Administer justice swift without grudges
Don't you know you've seen a ghost?
'Cause were supposed to be nobody
No relief, undercover, canopies we go beneath
Okeley dokeley, shipping coca leaf overseas
Isn't supposed to be so easy
So we're blowing the boat into pieces, Jesus
A landslide's just enough pebbles
To ruffle feathers
I stand by as the dust settles
A gunmetal nettle in a
Meadow full of buttercups
A shark fin cutting through a
Slew of rubber ducks
Pull up in a grubby truck
Covered in mud and muck
The stuff is shut up in a wooden hut
Motherfuck it up
A sudden rush of blood, a warm buzz, a blush
Rubbing a sore
Bloody raw with a scrubbing brush
Hush! Even if we must stand here for hours
A rush and a push
And the land that we stand on is ours
The Santa Blanca Gang's
A contraband extravaganza
We deliver packets to the planet
Like a phantom Santa
Stuffing our pockets with narcotics
You can't stop it, far from it
The harder you try, the larger is our profit
Our wallets are swollen up
From the hard product
Bars solid, this is real crack music
Harmonic
We are passengers, we are drivers
We are travelers, we are survivors
We are hunters, we are judges
Administer justice swift without grudges
Freezing or blazing
All seems to be the same up in here
We're all-terrain warriors razing
Reigns in Bolivia
Heartfelt alarm bells ring heavier
Than bar bells
Money m-m-multiplying like a fertilized cell
Cartel giving a hard sell to clientele
No "Voulez-vous de la cocaine
S'il vous plait, madamoiselle?"
This is life or death
We do not require a locked cell
No one else is qualified
We're dealing with it ourselves
Dark realms, doubts
You can't help the cards dealt
But, if you've a large mouth
You're in the dog house
I've witnessed horrors upon the likes
Of which I shan't dwell
But hang around and you might well find out
The Wildlands is no climate for a mild man
But my old man said I should climb
Up as high as I can
You better be nice every time
When we're behind enemy lines
'Cause otherwise it'll be like the
Time when Kennedy died
Sniping time, deadly as cyanide
Your head in the firing line, violent
Dynamite your mind
You're dead as a trilobite and by the by
I'm flying by to foil your vile plans
So try your hand
I am the trial of the wildlands
We are passengers, we are drivers
We are travelers, we are survivors
We are hunters, we are judges
Administer justice swift without grudges
We are passengers, we are drivers
We are travelers, we are survivors
We are hunters, we are judges
Administer justice swift without grudges
Ghost ghost
Ghost ghost