Flobots - Airplane Mode lyrics

Cowboys in a spaceship
The crowd noise is wasted
Women take pics so they can seem naked
Guys tell jokes so they can see ‘em naked
Church ladies vote what they perceive sacred
Proposition hatred phosphorous in riverbeds
Billion dollars spilled to fill
Esophagus with cigarettes
Philosophers plot to maul
Nations out of shock and awe
Generation of ideas
Children who won’t talk at all profit's fall
Chalk on walls years spent on prison cells
Next to die living hell
His twelve peers didn’t exercise
Their privilege well
Babies raised through the glass
Bullets at the border war games take a stab
Coordinate who can pass like a paper bag
Minutes on an internet pornpage
Fornicate make her gag
What’s the damage for the neighbor
Tagged by the amateur?
Water blast erase the trace of the canisters
Waterpath took the stairways
Left the banister
Washed over premises turned up percentages
Lost under sludge lots of revised sentences
Defense budgets padded by
Sandbags and sandwiches

Wasted drag this baggage
Hold this Damage
Cope the best that we can manage
Want solutions needs new standards
Cry our beauty from the ashes

To do list throw away mail go buy envelopes
Who’s this
Coulda-been-Rhodes’-Scholar-centerfold
Every day’s a resource to be sure
Its integral to rebirth from
T-shirts to minerals the ward’s filthy
Search for another light in town
Nobody else home can’t carry their same load
But, I feel guilty like the flight went down
And my cell phone wasn’t on airplane mode
Soy based newsprint blackmarket foodstamps
Poison in the Pete moss suffocated beatbox
B-boys in detox corrugated cardboard
Lockheed lobbyists floor debating star wars
Yeast and fungi
Springtails ants and nematodes
Sawdust yellowcake organics decompose
Bokashi EM-inoculated wheat bran
Toxic compounds broken down
Under coffee ground
Ancient carcasses in the sphagnum
Lost and found
Empty cartridges from a magnum
Tossed into agricultural lime rockflour
And seaweed meal
Bioremediate man made molecules

Wasted

Ashes to eggshells woodchips to whiskers
Anything we can mess up we can fix up
Sword to plowshare
Soiled from beneath the trash
Detroit red into El-Hajj Malik Shabazz
Oildrum to steelpan prisoner to Gramsci
Rose from the concrete
Reverse the flows of the Ponzi schemes
Cripwalk to a conscious beat
Hip-hop is a compost heap
Gangsters to gardeners rivals into partners
Fanatics to reformers felons into farmers
Inmates to fathers of innercity scholars
Poptart to salad teens into college
Lawns into restaurants
Centerfold models to artists
Police abuse to catharsis
Street sergeants into peace departments
Thousand dollar bills to green
For all markets
Backlots to blacktops and cashcrops
For have nots metal into scrap shops
Jobs for the cast-offs
Crackspots into earthships for
Urban astronauts reservation into reservoir
Of wisdom we used to know
Use the whole animal landfill to future home
Pacifist guerrillas to bazooka zones
Black hawks to attics c-130′s to superdome
Newborns on computerphones
So the smile’s not wasted