We got crisis calls on a strip mall paradise
We’ve got credit card bills as our only vice
We got new Gods but they ain’t flying around
We’ll stay underground while they build us a playground
'Cause heavens at capacity and it ain’t free,
And we got no reason leave.
We got concrete dogs they stay too loyal
We better begin betting blood and soil
We got news stations pressuring us to grow
We got debts that only last as long as we owe
Then they’ll send us where they think we go,
And kick us out the door.
We got fields of glass made to steal the sun
While state forest attractions can’t find the funds
We’re prescribed some pride to protect their paycheck
While we purchase possessions piled up to our neck
From the heavens to your home,
It’s the closest you’ll ever know.
We got high expectations place your hat at the door
We snap dinner displays for the unhappy or poor
We are living advertisements I advise you to leave
Whatever you want, wear whatever you need
They’ll track, and tax, and take,
Then throw you out of your home.
We threw out our backs trying to carry this weight
While we remedy ways out this receptor maze
We got plenty of problems painting with lead
While the chemical food crawls and creeps in our heads,
You should probably purchase medicine in the parking lot
Yes it’s a sin, but that’s what you’ve been taught.
We’re in a digital sea that extends miles wide
Who’s to say there’s nothing still left to find
With internet confessionals spilling out from all sides
We sit in cathedrals with flat screens inside
Researching a shooting like a natural disaster,
As if the down pouring rain ain’t the answer you’re after.
We got that counterfeit clock counting down til we’re dead
We got tricked into thinking we’re ticking each day just for bread
When the pursuit of happiness is what we’re fed
We got visions of living given by skinnier men
But if you’re wearing that tie, it is probably too tight.
You’re living the dream you’ve often thought;
We got pockets full of pixel memories,
We got electric protest possibilities,
We are pretty free comparatively, competitively, completely, complaisantly,
Come march with me and comment straight from your phone
You’ve got no choice, you have no voice no more.
You think you’re doing what you want,
You think you’re getting what you got,
You think you’re thinking what you’ve thought,
I promise you’re not.
Anyone else confused by the up and down
There is no revelation just by turning around
I’m building blocks only to knock them down;
Theres no hope to rebuild,
Wine glass won’t refill,
Nothing left to kill,
Instead sit on that window sill looking out.
We’re in for a storm,
You could stay or you could move out.
Freedom is beautiful nothing in an empty room
Like St. Francis of a suburban living gloom
Released from prison only to be returned too soon
The results are in,
Ears of fear leaning in,
The spotlight clears again,
Always keep up your chin in spite of doubt.
Everyone’s searching for the unassisted now
Karma does not care about your promised vows
Redemption is a word unless you bow.
Don’t ask for the divine,
The sun burns your prime,
Time to rewrite the bottom line,
Somethings moving inside and it wants out.
The kingdom of heaven scattered like a dandelion
Just keep busy waiting for the punchline
To be certain is to be too far from dying,
You’re either here or there alone,
For no one you recite your poems,
Malaise becomes your home,
Like a raincoat soaked to the bone in a drought.
We’re in for a storm,
You could be ashamed or you could be proud.
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