HeySo you think that you're right and you're original?So you think that you're tight?But you're a typical cynical individual whimsicalTo the takeBut never give at all?Your fucking miserable ways are going to kill us all!But now I'm the cynicAnd your best response to this shit isIs this it?In it I give a moralYou fucking bin itBeen there, done thatBut sorry geez I live in itAns I understand the complexities within itThe whole thing is:Do as I say not what I doI don't think I care that much to follow throughSo join the queueFuck that shitI'll follow youBut don't you think that you're big because you're dependable!Or is it something you like just being sensibleConstable cool!Logic to the ruleFrowning aloud at the clowning around of a fool!Life can be so damn fineIf you let loose a littlePressure builds up insideWe must escape the middleEscape through both extremes;Deep dreams to hallucinogenic riddlesMy way seeks no ways peaceLike I saidWe all lean from the middle(solo)Life can be so damn fineIf you let loose a littlePressure builds up insideWe must escape the middleEscape through both extremes;Deep dreams to hallucinogenic riddlesMy way seeks no ways peaceLike I saidWe all lean from the middleHeySoul-searchers and Shadow-lurkers;Two side of the white lineGiving the last respects to my city before it unwindsPeoplesWho are trying to be better that equals put the pressure upBattlesPeople shaking their rattles and putting flags upThe federals areCowards abusing the power for the people to wrack(?) upBut the people are wrapped upBut it's taking time for the people to stand upBecause time and time againThe people who are right are put in a round upTheir theories are bound upSo fuck my rightsI'm tearing the ground up!The big and the badThe bold, the bestThey're taking control of the situationBlunt knives will help you confessYou try to run and just like the rest...They're taking their gunsFilling them with armsAnd will a boom!Taking out your chestI'm making a statementAnd paving my way through timeRhymes are just a mediumLives are on the lineIf you relate the things that you seeTo the things that you thinkYou might be overwhelmed by the stench of the cityStink?Supposedly our race is enlightenedBy that aloneShit!! I'm frightenedI double dare any fucker who wants to put that in writing!The clouds are swellingThunderstorms are dwellingEletrical static tension's inventing lightening provisionsThis is pre-superstitionThey're day to day fucking visionAshok is for telling divisionResulting in blood collisionsWhat?Ninety five open your eyes and realiseThat people die and people live their lives living liesBut...Life can be so damn fineIf you let loose a littlePressure builds up insideWe must escape the middleEscape through both extremes;Deep dreams to hallucinogenic riddlesMy way seeks no ways peaceLike I saidWe all lean from the middleLife can be so damn fine, oh!If you let loose a littlePressure builds up insideWe must escape the middleEscape through both extremes;Deep dreams to hallucinogenic riddlesMy way seeks no ways peaceLike I saidWe all lean from the middle
