Deca - Crab Apples lyrics
[Deca - Crab Apples lyrics]
As a youth
Back when Bishop had the glass of juice
Fresh squeezed from forbidden fruit
Trees and mass produced
I thought the walls were disaster proof
In a flash cast out the orchard where
The green grass and apples grew
And sat shell shocked pullin'
Weeds at the roots
Graspin' for the truth as time
Passed like molasses moves
In a strange land tryin'
To map it's attributes
Live fast, brace for impact
Knock a gasket loose
Fast forward past the crabapple garden
To twenty-twenty hindsight where
Cast shadows sharpen
And history's embellished on scrolls
And stone tablets
A warehouse of skeleton skulls
And old baggage
I heard the prison guards state their goals
To break the individuals
Spirit, commandeer it, and take control
Paid in full
Cashing Langley checks playin' roles
They traded souls for commas when
Promised their weight in gold
(Come on, come on)
Squeeze the juice out, extract the libations
Strange vibrations, patterns and striations
Arrayed in purple and scarlet
She raised a glass up
I poured it down the hatch
Then threw it back up
To better days, to less decay
To findin' what you're after
In the present age
Purging reptiles lurkin' in the Everglades
Beneath the stars and the
Satellites' electric gaze
Through Hell's wrath and Heaven's praise
Inchin' towards the end of days
Workin' out the kinks, puttin' pen to page
I see a subtle string
Puller standin' center stage
The same pale hand that placed a
Song bird in the cage
That forged chains where distraction
And disorder reign
To transmute what's coursing through your
Veins into corporate gains
Provocateurs in every lane to warp the brain
To defang and take the reins
Of any force for change
Things morph and shift, fortunate to exist
And watch their metamorphosis and
Past present future shifts
Lies promulgate, but truth persists
Shootin' from the hip as lunatics line
The pockets of the super rich
Babylon's cup runneth over
She hand feeds the hungry vultures
And heads of state with
Their guns unholstered
Sendin' troops in formation into battle
And sippin' witches brew
From harvested crabapples (Come on, come on)
Squeeze the juice out, extract the libations
Strange vibrations, patterns and striations
Arrayed in purple and scarlet
She raised a glass up
I poured it down the hatch
Then threw it back up
To better days, to less decay
To findin' what you're after
In the present age
Peurging reptiles lurkin' in the Everglades
Beneath the stars and the
Satellites' electric gaze
I'm hungry yes, I'm hungry too
Here's an apple which will give
You the greatest satisfaction here
No, it's alright
I've got my machine, this is my food come on
Back when Bishop had the glass of juice
Fresh squeezed from forbidden fruit
Trees and mass produced
I thought the walls were disaster proof
In a flash cast out the orchard where
The green grass and apples grew
And sat shell shocked pullin'
Weeds at the roots
Graspin' for the truth as time
Passed like molasses moves
In a strange land tryin'
To map it's attributes
Live fast, brace for impact
Knock a gasket loose
Fast forward past the crabapple garden
To twenty-twenty hindsight where
Cast shadows sharpen
And history's embellished on scrolls
And stone tablets
A warehouse of skeleton skulls
And old baggage
I heard the prison guards state their goals
To break the individuals
Spirit, commandeer it, and take control
Paid in full
Cashing Langley checks playin' roles
They traded souls for commas when
Promised their weight in gold
(Come on, come on)
Squeeze the juice out, extract the libations
Strange vibrations, patterns and striations
Arrayed in purple and scarlet
She raised a glass up
I poured it down the hatch
Then threw it back up
To better days, to less decay
To findin' what you're after
In the present age
Purging reptiles lurkin' in the Everglades
Beneath the stars and the
Satellites' electric gaze
Through Hell's wrath and Heaven's praise
Inchin' towards the end of days
Workin' out the kinks, puttin' pen to page
I see a subtle string
Puller standin' center stage
The same pale hand that placed a
Song bird in the cage
That forged chains where distraction
And disorder reign
To transmute what's coursing through your
Veins into corporate gains
Provocateurs in every lane to warp the brain
To defang and take the reins
Of any force for change
Things morph and shift, fortunate to exist
And watch their metamorphosis and
Past present future shifts
Lies promulgate, but truth persists
Shootin' from the hip as lunatics line
The pockets of the super rich
Babylon's cup runneth over
She hand feeds the hungry vultures
And heads of state with
Their guns unholstered
Sendin' troops in formation into battle
And sippin' witches brew
From harvested crabapples (Come on, come on)
Squeeze the juice out, extract the libations
Strange vibrations, patterns and striations
Arrayed in purple and scarlet
She raised a glass up
I poured it down the hatch
Then threw it back up
To better days, to less decay
To findin' what you're after
In the present age
Peurging reptiles lurkin' in the Everglades
Beneath the stars and the
Satellites' electric gaze
I'm hungry yes, I'm hungry too
Here's an apple which will give
You the greatest satisfaction here
No, it's alright
I've got my machine, this is my food come on