Tom Morello, The Bloody Beetroots - Field of Tigers lyrics

Field of tigers, baby
Eyes are meaningless and free
Now all that money you collected
How much of that you really need?
Singing pretty love songs, baby
They don't give a shit about your dreams
You're in a field of tigers, baby
I know you know what I mean (Come on)

Field of tigers, baby
Eyes are meaningless and free
Field of tigers, baby (One, two)
Mic check (One, two) , mic check (Come on)
Field of tigers, baby
I know you know what I mean
Field of tigers, baby (One, two)
Mic check (One, two) , mic check (Come on)

Got themselves some problems
Some people got mouths to feed
Now the high priests of the boardroom
They been licking each other's cream
Stand still and pray you're upwind
Pockets full of bones and grease
You're in a field of tigers, baby
I know you know what I mean, come on

Field of tigers, baby
Eyes are meaningless and free
Field of tigers, baby (One, two)
Mic check (One, two) , mic check (Come on)
Field of tigers, baby
I know you know what I mean
Field of tigers, baby (One, two)
Mic check (One, two) , mic check (Come on)

The harder you try to make yourself
Look pretty on the outside
On the inside, the uglier you get

Field of tigers, baby
Eyes are meaningless and free
Field of tigers, baby (One, two)
Mic check (One, two) , mic check (Come on)
Field of tigers, baby
Is where you were last seen
But, I got this guitar, I'm ready to play it
So it don't matter to me, come on (Come on)