Song featured on the album "Good" https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/good/id586779607
Listen to
what I am telling you friend, your style has come to a fork in the bend!
People are
people deceitful but equal, how can you tell if he's friendly or broke?
Whisper my
name, Fire it reigns, Holy disorder is all that remains!
Ten million
jobs I see, Watch them all burn to the ground as we sing
Oh Obama,
will you drive a bomber or profit from taxes on people who wanna?
Higher I
reach, higher my sense, 5 little devils eating heroin.
Give it to
me raw, I want it uncut, Slice of the truth, I relish in mud.
Funny
little place called Silver Strand Beach, Waves come in backwards, the fish they
all sink!
People are
people deceitful but equal, how can you tell if he's friendly or broke?
Keep
cranking man, get your head outta the sand. You are a man, you are the man!
Oh do you
believe we'll be bailed out man? Or is your head still stuck under the sand?
I dig deep,
I dig deep, I've got my own plan. He removes a thumb just to lay down his hand.
Pass me the
microphone, give me my hit.
It's silent
scientific deadly mischief.
Is there a
reason to live uncivilized? Just because your species rekindles life?
Open it and
see all your hopes all your dreams
Everything's
easy if you open it up...
People are
people deceitful but equal, how can you tell if he's friendly or broke?
Whisper my
name, Fire it reigns, Holy disorder is all that remains!
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