Sage Francis - Hoofprints in the Sand lyrics

I've seen a monkey evolve into a man
I've seen a man devolve into a monkey
I've seen a junkie redeem himself with help
I've seen a wealthy man melt into the snow
And blow his credit on a decongestant
The dyslexics breathe easy
The people in the top tax bracket
Just keep looking for freebies
Thumbing their noses at those
In need of handouts
I'm talkin' panhandlers with
Secondhand clothes, living hand to mouth
Camping out on Capitol Hill
The fat cats are still insisting reparations
Be a jagged little pill
Today there's free vaccinations at
The walk-in clinic if you're lucky
You won't just be a guinea pig
Call me a cynic i find it interesting how
Certain epidemics spread
More specifically - where they don't


And who isn't affected
Yeah, I'm infected with a curious nature
The welcome mat said
"God bless this home" not
"God damn thy neighbor"
They can repeat history but
Can't recycle paper
They don't see the forest or the trees
Just skyscrapers
Towers of Babel in a town full of cattle
When I question brand loyalty
The crowd is bedazzled
But I'll never be hoodwinked
I'm mindful of the footprints
The shape of the hoof
The way the path in the wood split's
The author of the book
The origin of the crucifix
The waitress looking for tips and the
Place where the cook spit's
This is where I was when the bomb dropped
Hiding from the uninvited onslaught
I've seen people who don't believe
In sleep count sheep
With calculators that double as alarm clocks
From Noah's Ark all the way to Rosa Parks
To black folk pushing white agendas inside
Of an office with flow charts
Technology ain't shit, we feed off the fruit
When I stuff leaves of
Absence in my briefcase, follow suit
Spill the liquid from your
Double fisted escapade
Kill kids with the drunken
Misfit's in your Escalade
It's gruel for the food
Fight and foreign aid
Bream 'em down and build 'em back
Up with what you throw away
Administering band aids on amputated limbs
Kissing 'em with air raids
And your lips gave 'em infections
Too many closed doors led to back drafts
Now the spring edition of
Fashion catalogues feature gasmasks
How becoming on these lanky models
They can't look truth in the mirror
Without a pair of safety goggles
Hold the bobble head, insert the feeding tube
Even if they stop breathing
Make sure they keep eating food
Do the Schiavo
Mouth opened wide like a perverse
Psycho circus side show forgive me not
My patterns stay impartial to apologies
Despite a polite side of mine that says
"I'm so sorry"
Adding flame infinitum for your
Eternal fuel tank
My higher power doesn't need to be thanked
Thanks anyway, that's from him to me to you
I don't mind being the middle man
Someday I might need one, too

I'm at the fire where are you?
I'm at the fire where the hell are you?

I've seen a man devolve into a monkey
I've seen a monkey evolve into a man
I've seen it all, upside down, in between
Inside out it's neither here nor there
Hoofprints in the sand
I've fallen head first into the
Pit of my stomach taught to trust my gut
Got no trust in the gutless
Save some hope for the hopeless
But I won't show it
Shoot my load in an opus
Now it's an open casket
Going to Hades in a hand basket
Holding onto a dream
But lately we can't grasp it
There's been too much murder
And not enough martyr why is it no one else
Wants to impress Jodie Foster?

I'm at the fire we're at the fire
Where are you? Where are you?

You can't have revolution without evolution
Huh?
You can't have evolution without velution
Huh?
You can't have velution without elution
Huh?
You can't have elution without lution, huh?
You can't have lution without ution, huh?
You can't have ution without tion, huh?
You can't have tion without ion, huh?
You can't have ion without on, huh?
You can't have on without n, huh?

Seriously I know that you pray
When the chips are down
But act different when there
Are atheists around
Have suspicions that make you
Think you'll drown
All alone in the middle of a crowd
I'd be a liar if I said I never had to beg
Doubled over with my knees
Bent touching my head stuck in a bed
Dealing with all of these evil visions
Running from the dead in a fetal position
Needing assistance from a nurse
She said, "Tell me where it hurts"
These words are gonna make my belly burst
So I mentally revert to all
The enemies I've cursed
Running through my memories in reverse
I said bring that beat back, man
Bring that beat back
A flash ain't enough time for me to recap
I'm a bastard sometimes
Don't think I don't see that
Laughing at the dumb, blind
The deaf to the knee slaps
Cracking punch lines for the sake
Of some green stacks
Passion for the rhyme can
Be cheapened by feedback
I shut my eyes and proceed to go dream catch
But a troubled mind can't seem
To fall asleep fast
I cut my ties like the way that a fiend acts
Go into overdrive and get caught
In a speed trap