I'll be sending you a card with my mind made up now XOXOXOXOXOX I've been working pretty hard but I don't ask much now Any time I'm under attack You're protecting my interests if interests are to be had Nothing to lose and nothing to hide I'm down with an uprise Left to fight for our rights Here we go along the way Sometimes bigger fish should learn to be the prey Bread and circuses on the way

Drug my feet through the dust and sage To tie my own shoes and act my age Watered my eyes and wiped them clean It's not where I've been It's what I've seen Tie a man up and lay him down Show him you care through glove and gown Fight for life in a bad, bad dream It's not what you'd think It's what I've seen If you insist, let's all just make believe And I finally figured out how one thing leads to another Turn the other cheek and grin with shit between your teeth As long as you're in their race you'll keep getting turned away like a beggar I put it all together Pushed through hell out the other side To find miles to go past the finish line Try to cope within one's means It's not what you've read It's what I've seen Still you invest in positivity Time we took a break from hope and change I hope someday you'll change your mind We don't have room for games when we fight each other, gravity, and time  We know nothing and we don't know why When you lie awake under the ocean, do you try to take another last breath? If you're falling from the top of a mountain, do you glide away on wings you have spread? You can do anything with positivity Expect the best? Then get away from me

Some things I don't have time for I never know what you choose to ignore Should I go shopping or stay indoors With duct tape on my curtains because I can only see you in the dark While you will try to trip me up Your buddy picks my pocket free of charge The stuff that you're made up of Might as well be toxic because I can only see you in the dark I can only see you when I'm not supposed to know what happened I'd rather wander off somewhere than spend my life getting scared When I can't tell the difference between yellow and orange So give it to me straight next time Or see about going straight to the source When the stream is only ankle deep who neeeds a horse

Good hustle You almost won a little prize today Your hard work will pay I'm talking 'bout the real thing Look at me I ain't talking 'bout the real thing What the hell did you think? Good hustle pick yourself up and just walk it off Pull on them bootstraps boy In this world anything is possible as long as someone else let's you do it and takes a cut of the profit

Places I could not call home I've only roamed on trampled bones They named the lake and dammed the river damned the quiver and the bow Sleeping Indian take a breath and shake the valley Teach restless men Don't forget where they lie Brush aside their pilgrim's pride You let it slide a flooding tide Way down inside You'd rather stay lost than talk to strangers Mud in their lungs will set them right Acts of gods found and lost Among forget-me-nots forget me not

Oh for goodness sake I'm born to hesitate A silent citizen aroused Not the first time the body can't be found And when the war is finally won We'll set the bomb from kill to stun Refined and enriched with added value Drown in debt and pay to breath Inherit nothing but disease and crooked teeth Follow footsteps one by one, for a lifespan I'm already halfway done, so bombs away Set the fire and hit the lights I built my shelter but I won't pick up the fight Let my isotopes break down If it's easy, it'll be over in a day You won't see me taking cover when they say, "Bombs away!"

Throw away my cares and the bucket list In my car, on my own I start to think I missed the exodus And there's no-where to go No-more looking up Squander wanderlust Souvenirs from truck stops Will have to be enough Hard to see the world when my horizon ends Where the ground meets the sky On a plane of rows where no life exists Roundup ready to die Where corn is king In a sea of green It's everywhere but There's not a bite to eat Automobile, fire and wheel a pinnacle of progress stone to steel, prairie to field We'll burn it if we've got it Ultraviolet April's waning waves of snow casualties of winter lie exposed What can I say I'm the one that stayed To push the paper to smile and obey People I know get up and go They're moving to Chicago People with plans, friends who shake hands and forget it by tomorrow I'll feel much better when i don't feel at all

I want to be alone I want to be known for having a heart so black to boom and bust a belt of rust and a burden on my back Fall apart without fire or fanfare On your mark for the human race Tell myself I'm getting my fair share A little more than a dying wage When do you say "I've had enough" Settling down before I've started up Only dust rises up from the ash These buildings weren't built to last A legacy made of broken glass And we didn't even breathe fresh air I was moved and touched and shoved so much all I did was wax romantic about a give and take that was bound to break given the integrity of plastic A little rain will cave my roof in A little weed can crack the road Power lines lose power so easy After that we'll be unknown Trembling trees with crowns of crows Line the streets where houses ain't called homes Do you ever think that they might've been right Some people who've been taking flight Won't get lost in the middle of the night 'Cause it's the middle of the night somewhere

You've got the starring role in your own narrative You made your way out west to find a place where you might live in repose predisposed to rule of Bohemian empire I'd Better not do that, No, I'd better not do that I'd better get outta the way Zoo bomb to my house on your daughter's tricycle Burnside might go all the way Stop signs won't slow the stages of our life cycle Learn not to go nor to stay Not quite the leading man, but not without the knack for rolling through the bed once or twice at the end of the second act even though I'm not in Chicago's Manual Of Style No, I'd better not do that I come from a long line of repetitive motion makers So I should do fine if you stop on by tonight Don't be subtle with the signs

Why, such a pity that we act surprised When the ticket to a better life gets lost who's the boss Who won, when we're running up a zero sum In increments of sound bytes I've become comfortably dumb I think I might've heard this before I've grown tired of our war So I don't look anymore So much for luxury Sold, we fancy ourselves so bold But can we ever fall for a slogan man? Yes we can In turn, put piggy and bigwig first Re-inflate their bubbles 'til they burst Take my shirt I think I might've heard this before I've grown tired of the wars So I don't look anymore I believe what is right in front of me The American dream was only there in my sleep Such a luxury to be all you can be Set up, in the invisible fist we trust Don't tell me that we're in for more bad luck What the fuck I don't look anymore I don't look anymore Wake me up at World War IV 'Cause I don't look anymore

I wish that I could see the armies marching overseas You've been searching on TV and they've been watching through your window You could build the gun or train to be the killer But I'll be holding on to something less familiar Been told to love thyself and it is good to know thy neighbor They're managing our wealth and we'll be managing without You could feed the fund or allow it to be pilfered But I'll be holding on to something less familiar Read me my rights from wrong See where my mind has gone What if they try me baby What if they beat my head against the wall What if they try to break me What if they try and blame me for it all What if they try They do what they do best Destroy the world and call it progress You won't see this unrest They'll make examples out of us You could be a bum or shovel shit until you're dead But I'll be holding on to something less familiar Wait for a break from lies Hate keep us pacified Cant go on like this forever Surely someone ought to know I wish that I could see the armies marching overseas You'll be searching on TV And they'll be coming through your window I'll be holding on