Greydon Square - Summer's Ending lyrics
[Greydon Square - Summer's Ending lyrics]
I’m the creepy guy in the
Trench coat following you
The homeless guy on the side
Of the freeway bothering you
I tried to signal
But you didn't pay me no mind
Now I call like a bill collector
'til you pay me on time
… i've got the skill to
Describe your morphogenetic field
And yet and still go back to
The math for a better thrill
We took all of our collective
Forces and unified it you read the bible
And that isn't even pseudoscience
You think I’m afraid of Islam
Like I’m shook nervous?
I’ll torch a Quran with my
Lyrics fuck a book burning
These blacks accept the religion
Of the slave master
But they wouldn't accept it if
You were a gay rapper?
Why is it when we want to move forward
We face backwards? Our community’s sick
Religion the main factor
You have such a problem
With gays and transsexuals
What if I told you
That we were trans-intellectuals?
You’d probably flip
Deny that you’re a member
Call for those who think like me
To be dismembered
…something you picked up from a former era
Spreading religious love in the
Form of terror pipe down
Pick up a book right now
Of an opposing view you might find out
Everything ain't you what you thought it was
There are no others everyone’s apart of us
There’s just an illusion
Of something different
The very reason they keep
Telling you something’s missing
But whatever it IS you won’t
Get from one religion
I hate to break it to you
Get your coat summer’s ending
(summer's ending)
There’s just an illusion
Of something different
The very reason they keep
Telling you something’s missing
(something's missing)
But whatever it IS you won’t
Get from one decision
I hate to break it to you
Get your coat summer’s ending
(summer's ending)
There’s only so many legal moves
When you've seen the rules
You wonder how they have
So many people fooled
I never thought when I was young in class
That I would be scribbling in chalk
On the walls of the underpass
Some might ask
How’d it happen? How’d you get there?
Most people thinkin' I’m just yapping
When I sit there and just stare
At traffic rapping just to get their
Half a second of attention span
As they spend years
Rentable, to the highest bidder
In a bidding war disappear from 9-5 then act
Like I’m invisible
Pitiful, wannabe pimps, players
And centerfolds in it for the cash and
Status and yet they miserable
I’m not homeless I’m just off the grid
Be happy if I was on it I’d be off’n kids
I think the problem is, we ain't being honest
I’d rather live like shit then
Pay for shadow conflicts
We ain't broke it’s the system that is broken
This->is a modern day plantation
And you know it manufactured patriotism
Makes asking questions about
Secretive initiatives
Just as dangerous as seals
On a secretive mission
Secret prisons people still in
Even paranoid transients see the villains
Sure I hear voices
Telling me inhale the weed
And always peer forward
Wandering this scorched earth
Just looking to score something to eat
Get out of the rain, a blanket
And somewhere to sleep
Wondering if this alley and box
Is going to pan out
All you see is another grown
Man with his hand out
Nothing to my name except for some books
While the cops watch everybody
Except for the crooks
And the people left on the hook
Be like "ho hum" plus they get to pay for it
Too this is so dumb
A balancing act with peace as the fulcrum
But what would I actually know?
I’m just some smelly old bum
Dig through old crates feeding
On bread crumbs
Just another mother’s broken son
Who’s head’s gone
Fumbling a basket mumbling some racket
Under that bridge
Where a normal man becomes a savage
One man’s peace is another’s madness
You keep the illusion
I’ll just settle for a jacket
There’s just an illusion
Of something different
The very reason they keep
Telling you something’s missing
But whatever it IS you won’t
Get from one religion
I hate to break it to you
Get your coat summer’s ending
(summer's ending)
There’s just an illusion
Of something different
The very reason they keep
Telling you something’s missing
(something's missing)
But whatever it IS you won’t
Get from one decision
I hate to break it to you
Get your coat summer’s ending
(summer's ending)
Trench coat following you
The homeless guy on the side
Of the freeway bothering you
I tried to signal
But you didn't pay me no mind
Now I call like a bill collector
'til you pay me on time
… i've got the skill to
Describe your morphogenetic field
And yet and still go back to
The math for a better thrill
We took all of our collective
Forces and unified it you read the bible
And that isn't even pseudoscience
You think I’m afraid of Islam
Like I’m shook nervous?
I’ll torch a Quran with my
Lyrics fuck a book burning
These blacks accept the religion
Of the slave master
But they wouldn't accept it if
You were a gay rapper?
Why is it when we want to move forward
We face backwards? Our community’s sick
Religion the main factor
You have such a problem
With gays and transsexuals
What if I told you
That we were trans-intellectuals?
You’d probably flip
Deny that you’re a member
Call for those who think like me
To be dismembered
…something you picked up from a former era
Spreading religious love in the
Form of terror pipe down
Pick up a book right now
Of an opposing view you might find out
Everything ain't you what you thought it was
There are no others everyone’s apart of us
There’s just an illusion
Of something different
The very reason they keep
Telling you something’s missing
But whatever it IS you won’t
Get from one religion
I hate to break it to you
Get your coat summer’s ending
(summer's ending)
There’s just an illusion
Of something different
The very reason they keep
Telling you something’s missing
(something's missing)
But whatever it IS you won’t
Get from one decision
I hate to break it to you
Get your coat summer’s ending
(summer's ending)
There’s only so many legal moves
When you've seen the rules
You wonder how they have
So many people fooled
I never thought when I was young in class
That I would be scribbling in chalk
On the walls of the underpass
Some might ask
How’d it happen? How’d you get there?
Most people thinkin' I’m just yapping
When I sit there and just stare
At traffic rapping just to get their
Half a second of attention span
As they spend years
Rentable, to the highest bidder
In a bidding war disappear from 9-5 then act
Like I’m invisible
Pitiful, wannabe pimps, players
And centerfolds in it for the cash and
Status and yet they miserable
I’m not homeless I’m just off the grid
Be happy if I was on it I’d be off’n kids
I think the problem is, we ain't being honest
I’d rather live like shit then
Pay for shadow conflicts
We ain't broke it’s the system that is broken
This->is a modern day plantation
And you know it manufactured patriotism
Makes asking questions about
Secretive initiatives
Just as dangerous as seals
On a secretive mission
Secret prisons people still in
Even paranoid transients see the villains
Sure I hear voices
Telling me inhale the weed
And always peer forward
Wandering this scorched earth
Just looking to score something to eat
Get out of the rain, a blanket
And somewhere to sleep
Wondering if this alley and box
Is going to pan out
All you see is another grown
Man with his hand out
Nothing to my name except for some books
While the cops watch everybody
Except for the crooks
And the people left on the hook
Be like "ho hum" plus they get to pay for it
Too this is so dumb
A balancing act with peace as the fulcrum
But what would I actually know?
I’m just some smelly old bum
Dig through old crates feeding
On bread crumbs
Just another mother’s broken son
Who’s head’s gone
Fumbling a basket mumbling some racket
Under that bridge
Where a normal man becomes a savage
One man’s peace is another’s madness
You keep the illusion
I’ll just settle for a jacket
There’s just an illusion
Of something different
The very reason they keep
Telling you something’s missing
But whatever it IS you won’t
Get from one religion
I hate to break it to you
Get your coat summer’s ending
(summer's ending)
There’s just an illusion
Of something different
The very reason they keep
Telling you something’s missing
(something's missing)
But whatever it IS you won’t
Get from one decision
I hate to break it to you
Get your coat summer’s ending
(summer's ending)