Sage Francis - Dead Man's Float lyrics

Go away, be extinct, disappear, float on
Go away, be extinct, disappear, float on
Go away, be extinct, disappear, float on
Go away, be extinct, disappear, float on

Yea as we walk through the valley
Of the shadow of death we shall fear no evil
For we are the most evil motherfuckers in
Whatever valley we choose to occupy
Gentrify, overtake or drunkenly speed through
And it's we
The hitchhikers with tired thumbs
Often greeted by middle fingers
Imagery lingered as the tires spun
(it's tiresome)
Now conserve your energy and lay
Face down in the waterways
Seek guidance from the sirens calling out
To you from those watery graves
Bodies are on display
Bloated and holding their crown jewels


Instead of flotation devices
They decided the house rules
Didn't apply to them
Got baptised in the name of Neptune
And then died for him when the ice was thin
Dead man's float for those who
Don't like to swim

Don't fret cause help is on it's way
It'll be here any day just stay still and do
Nothing buddy, remain faithful
You're gonna be saved
And when you meet your maker you can explain
How there was a cemetery of support
Behind every wager that you placed
All the chorus of every deceased beast
That came before is sweetly saying
"We all float down here and wait
For riptide to sweep us away"
To the valley of the shadow where
We shall fear no evil
For we are so cerebral, we, the ghost people
With the poke of a needle, pop of a pill, we
The post-survivalists
Holding onto the steeple like a lightning rod
To show that we'd die for this
It's been said "faith could move a mountain"
Faith couldn't even move low-income
Families away from
Biblical floods when they were all drowning
There's not a doubt in my mind and
There's not a cloud in the sky
There’s just contaminated rivers filled with
Waterlogged subordinates floating on by
Float on

Swimming through iron limbs of
The knighted stiffs
The skeletal remains of false praise
The slow decay of yesterday's recycled gifts
They're drowning in sorrow 'cause they
Pray with clenched fists
Shamed by the broken promise of tomorrow
The guilt sticks to the ribs
And it's ageless, and it's ancient
And it ain't shit
When compared to the present
So all hail the king
While the paupers and peasants return
To the so-called essence
The war, the famine, the death
The pestilence float on

Float on, float on float on, float on

As I proceed to finger the prints
The worst of luck ain't always bestowed
Upon the old and weak we stick em, hahaha
Stick em where the ocean's deep
Go to sleep young one
Have sweet dreams of someone
That you'll never meet
But, you'll speak of often whenever
You talk in tongues
The coffin comes in the form of a canoe
No paddle no info, no manual, live slow
Don't be so quick to storm the castle
Pack survival kit's
Put an oxygen mask inside the tackle box
Your limbs and abdomen will sense when
The pressure of the cabin drops
Shut up when the captain talks
The secret of the enlightened
Is to preach against whatever it is
They practice in the dark
We're all born free
We die by the shackles we adopt
Enjoy your buoyancy
Right up until the very last drop
The dead man's float, the deadpan joke
The cold touch of a stranger
The left hand stroke
There's no right hand man, the bedpans spill
The dead man's still
Face down in his own waste, while we chase
A shadow in the gallows of
The valley of death
Where we shall fear no evil for as
Long as we can hold our breath float on