the sun won't shine forever
so when we block the shit out, then at least we'll probably die together
better later than ever, profits before ethics
if we don't make a change, how we gonna count this cheddar?
dead right? gotta take risks for bread right?
try not to break the planet, what's wrong with my head, right?
humans come first, shareholders before the bottom feeders
corporate execs before the atmosphere the paupers breathe in
you know we're downstream from Fukishima
radiation crosses borders quick without a visa
set the Minutemen to watch, they'll be canaries turning greener
Mother Nature's in our faces like, "this one's for Hiroshima!"
human beings are, going the way of Zima
we might could face disasters to massive to pass to FEMA
famine and disease, contamination of the seas
the iceberg at its peak, before it melts and floods our streets
our zombie hoards will go full Romero eventually
Idiot boxes got us most of the way
let's have a toast for today, we might not get another century
we're so myopic, who's to know what's the play
to keep us living for another month, even for another week
when mainstream equations call you crazy if you pray for peace
the Sleeping Giant is violent on days he stay asleep
now every fifty years somebody wanna wake the beast
it’s a no win scenario
pump ya legs and get all ya cardio…
it doesn't matter, you’ll never pass it
atoms splittin and the fallout is massive
it's a no win scenario
pump ya legs and get all ya cardio
ditch the grid you won't escape it in ya gardens though
if you breathing leaches see you as a target host
put t***p on the dollar bill and print it in gold
america deserves to do a coupla bids in the hole
sometimes a addict gotta hit rock bottom to know
they got a problem and it’s time to set recovery goals
cuz we high on apathy, paranoia and greed
but we low on empathy, almost allergic to peace
unless we talkin bout a piece to settle scores with the ex
and whichever bystanders’ next to them, bullets keep refreshing in
the land where guns are precious, but children’s lives are elective
the land where health’s a business but medicine is a threat to be
diminished, until it corresponds to corporate interests
if you grow it in your house, then where’s the vulture’s percentage, huh?
all hail the d****d dollar on the altar
of apocalyptic spiritual famine and moral squalor
do you wanna be a baller, shot caller, yacht taller
than your house, stock pillin money til you drownin
in a pool fulla tears of starving babies and broken dreams
dopamine from closing deals and keeping the focus green
Harriets to carry all the masters and bury slaves
sacrilege to ancestors but this is another phase
the end of the world, again and again
overdue supervolcanoes, radiation in the wind
lead and methane in the water, soulless bombers in the sky
one day or another, every mother’s child dies.
credits
released July 1, 2019
Music and lyrics written and performed by Khemmeta.
Recorded in October 2016 and June 2019.
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