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Run For Your Life!
Born in a stampede, feet stompin’ the ground
Stop lookin’ around! Just keep makin’ the dust cloud
Shut your mouth!
This is no time for ‘whys’ and ‘hows’
Stay with the crowd and ignore the fallen down
You gotta trust me now, there’s no time to clown
Men jot the laws down so far back you lose count
Get a wife, pay your bills, work your hours
Get fed up, suck it up, cause you’re surrounded
Yeah, there were those who chose to go south
But now we knock wood when those names are pronounced
So better to stay safe in your comfortable house
Flipping through the channels from your comfortable couch
Okay look,
Minor comforts work in keeping most out of trouble
Some hunger and thirst and try to see out the bubble
So for those who are stuck in the blues
Wondering what’s true, busy sniffing for clues
The men hired to keep their lips glued knew what to do;
They introduced and seduced them with sex, drugs and booze
And in just a few days of abuse, hunger for truth was old news
Let’s continue.
Some reject the quick fixes screaming ‘they don’t do!’
They refuse being subdued and test the world’s rules
But unfortunately their end is tragically sad too.
See, they got doctors assigned to keep an eye out for signs
Of rebellious incline and if they find symptoms arise
There’s nowhere to run or hide
Cause they’re the only ones with a license to commit crimes
Now look,
About once every five hundred years comes a super-human
Who can successfully give the world a taste of freedom
Too smart to get locked in cells, too smart to accept this hell
Want heaven now and crazy enough to believe he will
And for these rare wise, with the power to change minds
The world had no choice but build graves to keep ‘em in line
What else could they decide?
There’s simply no room on the planet for people that size
So now what?
We’ve long trampled past the events
And any traces of their messages fade and pass quick
Just a few quotes, tattoos, pics and ashes have been amassed since
And the unstoppable momentum of the world just keeps at it
They got our eyes diverted and arms unconsciously working
Lips constantly flapping, while the mind’s perpetually napping
Like, ‘yeah, keep digging and laughing, who can dig to six feet the fastest?
Fantastic. Now show me how you got lying in it mastered’
And the fact is,
As long as the world quickens the pace, and we fight to win in the race they put into place, with only eighty to age and a minimum wage, who’ll have time to make the change?
But excuse me, I’ve spoken up too much already
Let’s just forget it, watch TV, and finish our spaghetti
By: Steven Shreyberg
Born in a stampede, feet stompin’ the ground
Stop lookin’ around! Just keep makin’ the dust cloud
Shut your mouth!
This is no time for ‘whys’ and ‘hows’
Stay with the crowd and ignore the fallen down
You gotta trust me now, there’s no time to clown
Men jot the laws down so far back you lose count
Get a wife, pay your bills, work your hours
Get fed up, suck it up, cause you’re surrounded
Yeah, there were those who chose to go south
But now we knock wood when those names are pronounced
So better to stay safe in your comfortable house
Flipping through the channels from your comfortable couch
Okay look,
Minor comforts work in keeping most out of trouble
Some hunger and thirst and try to see out the bubble
So for those who are stuck in the blues
Wondering what’s true, busy sniffing for clues
The men hired to keep their lips glued knew what to do;
They introduced and seduced them with sex, drugs and booze
And in just a few days of abuse, hunger for truth was old news
Let’s continue.
Some reject the quick fixes screaming ‘they don’t do!’
They refuse being subdued and test the world’s rules
But unfortunately their end is tragically sad too.
See, they got doctors assigned to keep an eye out for signs
Of rebellious incline and if they find symptoms arise
There’s nowhere to run or hide
Cause they’re the only ones with a license to commit crimes
Now look,
About once every five hundred years comes a super-human
Who can successfully give the world a taste of freedom
Too smart to get locked in cells, too smart to accept this hell
Want heaven now and crazy enough to believe he will
And for these rare wise, with the power to change minds
The world had no choice but build graves to keep ‘em in line
What else could they decide?
There’s simply no room on the planet for people that size
So now what?
We’ve long trampled past the events
And any traces of their messages fade and pass quick
Just a few quotes, tattoos, pics and ashes have been amassed since
And the unstoppable momentum of the world just keeps at it
They got our eyes diverted and arms unconsciously working
Lips constantly flapping, while the mind’s perpetually napping
Like, ‘yeah, keep digging and laughing, who can dig to six feet the fastest?
Fantastic. Now show me how you got lying in it mastered’
And the fact is,
As long as the world quickens the pace, and we fight to win in the race they put into place, with only eighty to age and a minimum wage, who’ll have time to make the change?
But excuse me, I’ve spoken up too much already
Let’s just forget it, watch TV, and finish our spaghetti
By: Steven Shreyberg
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