Testo Culture: Envy: War - Youngblood Brass Band
Testo della canzone Culture: Envy: War (Youngblood Brass Band), tratta dall'album center : level : roar
Culture envy, culture war
Culture envy, culture war
Culture envy, culture war
Count your dead, kill your poor
Absolution, attainment, atonement, justification
All priced to move you
Standing like it's action
Buy time with bought rhymes
High five to nuff n' aught
Joke with misdirected lies
Who the fuck aren't you kidding?
I knew you back in school
When there were less actors to look up to
Study in simplicity
We still meant the laughter
If you could love yourself the way you do them
There'd be a life after
The playwrights, love with their guns
If peace's pieces to pick up again
You used to build
Hide your pen
Remind your pen
I'm sick of the video you've wound us in
The headaches, still shots taken in sequence
Hung over old dreams
To dry and develop moldy cultures
Still, all this sun
And you're sleeping in the darkroom
Waiting on growth from a film
Can't dick within
Stained windowsills
Instead of taking pains out of eyes
Colorless you
Hid behind heavy lids
Eating surfers' shit
Somewhere deep you swear respect exists
Tragedy
Infinitely more down than a kiss
The assumed and the actual
Are both a sad performance
An audience will answer
If you question them correct
You don't see the bloody entertainers
You're trying to resurrect
Not knowing you're looking
Is atonement cash or check?
For all the justified
Create an ego to protect
Center level, center war
Center level, center war
Center level, center war
Is an army is a poor
Culture envy, culture war
Culture envy, culture war
Culture envy, culture war
Count your blessings, kill your poor
Culture envy world over
Respect drunk, war sober
I'll fight for no flag and battle all devices
Old men divide sorrows for us
Versus toil indecisive
Over whose music's origins are righteous or damned
Or if one is the same
You'll both be robbed with your hands
We've wrung out all lands
And brought bought life back to life
Only this time we'll go ahead
And say the origins were right
Lines in the sand that kept us warm
From the rhythms of the night
You'd think history would give fair warning
But it doesn't make for good sales or stories
And don't think we're done
Stealing the past
Or telling it to you secondhand
While tipping the hourglass
And tilting our hats
One third, cocked eye
Now dance
I remember when the beat moved itself
Through sacred trees and ceremonies
A hapless hieroglyph
Soul branded on the open spaces of consciousness
And we are all conscripts
Scrawled across the middle canvas
Draw fast
Answer nothing
There's no question they've been here
Glyph lock pickpockets patrolling the selling block
Cheap easy targets
The dueling heretics of a new religion
Doodling death wish on a fluttery paper soul
Draw fast
Black canvas
Impervious to shade's shame
Paint the world bump
With indecipherable song
Plant the flag of the insane and land unsold
Forgo the envious and warring to play the unknown
What is culture but the gift to dream?
What is life but to sing, sleep unseen?
Center level, center war
Center level, center war
Center level, center war
In an end many more
Culture envy, culture war
Culture envy, culture war
Culture envy, culture war
Count your dead, kill your poor
By now you should have died twice
We're not communicating one line at a time
Or a vision of a dying woman on my doorstep
Faded fast the second time around
What's inside these sounds you mouth?
Shit, did you hear the call from across the ages?
The sea takes us back too quickly and I'm far from grounded
Now's the time to sail before the last tree falls
I'm seeing my mentor sages
Casting outside the realm
Expelling PG concepts to conjure self
I'm seeing priests prostrate to prophecy
Pray in the wrong room
Count your blessings and sell the difference
I'm seeing indifferent souls in different cells
Spilling blood like wine
Just to know they've been here
Hold your picture, kill your poor
Try to clip these wings
Still we soar
Frantically flapping the faces of not our kids
Heading south to sea
Too soon to say stay
I've seen
Nothing but envy for the green
War for the greed
Innumerable dead blessings
And your poor peaceful resting
Culture envy, culture war
Culture envy, culture war
Culture envy, culture war
Count your blessings, kill your poor
Credits
Writer(s): Nathaniel Ray Mcintosh, David Henzie-skogen
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