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Knowledge is a burden, Ignorance will bring me peace
Knowledge is a burden and grey matter tastes so bitter
Knowledge is a burden, Ignorance will bring me peace
Knowledge is a burden, it shatters my fucking inner piece

Every morning I get horror, war, rape
Slaughter, gore, hate, it's more than I can take
I get a sore heart and a headache thinking of such poor fates
So I finish my coffee and just walk away

Close my eyes
Close my eyes, play it blind, face to problems I can't solve I don't mind
Me, myself, and I

I see it all happen, standing within the walls of freedom
I see that venom runs through the veins of this global kingdom
I see it all happen, Sugarman, won't you hit me with another blue pill
End my sorrow, I won't follow any rabbits, won't crawl
Down any fucking burrow
I won’t crawl down any burrow

I just want to live in this concrete paradise
Under a constellation of electric eyes, I was made to shine
I don't mind being spied; I have nothing to hide
I play the game by the rules and the game plays me for a fool
I play the game by the rules, the game plays me for a fool
I play the game by the rules, but the game plays me

metalcore, aggressive & violent, screaming, noisy, relentless, psychotic, extreme & fighting sport, trash (texture), chaotic, double bass drum pedal, warlike, heavy, wild, distorted electric guitar, masculine, percussive, thrash metal, powerful & imposing, jerky, urgent, fiery, band, action game, action movie, rumbling, disturbing, adversity / hard times (lyrics), anger (lyrics), loss (lyrics), enfer (paroles), explicit lyrics, rebellion (paroles), very fast, main version, virtuoso, vocal

So fucking late
I am so fucking late


So many things to see
Reality is softer through an lcd screen
Rigged Esthetics and fucking capitalistic dreams
All seem in my reach


Damn I should be flying, floating amongst the stars
My wings are spread and flapping but it’s just too hard
Sun is far, why is the wax already melting, drooling down ?
Lost in this maze, I gaze up to the Milky Way
My ego goes up and down twerking on this symphony
I'm a bird, I'm a plane, I'm a god, now I'm sucked back to mediocrity
How can I be so weak? I'm a piece of art
Sadness has no price for everything else there’s MasterCard


But it's all possible; all accessible
I won't be another sad clown in this circus
But it's all possible, so fucking buyable
Sculpted in silicone anyone can stand on Mount Olympus


In Walmart I trust
It’s just a race for the newest grail
I'll put my lips to each cup, to every vase
I'll pull out the blade
Holy syrup running through my veins
Modern slaves have no fucking chains, I’m in debt

Damn I’m so hollow just call me a shrink
I’m a blank note in desperate need of ink
I’m a wooden doll lacking a spell
A church that’s lost its fucking bell
Possessions for an empty shell
Give me a fate, set me on fire, make me a flame

Let me enlighten the worthless and plain
It's a lifelong quest

But in the end it all fake, lost in bullshit, I pretend and feign

aggressive & violent, metalcore, djent metal, masculine, screaming, trash (texture), noisy, percussive, disturbing, action game, heavy, relentless, jerky, extreme & fighting sport, urgent, chaotic, double bass drum pedal, distorted electric guitar, powerful & imposing, action movie, fiery, band, psychotic, wild, riff, adversity / hard times (lyrics), anger (lyrics), loss (lyrics), enfer (paroles), explicit lyrics, rebellion (paroles), very fast, main version, vocal

Citizen of the free world, slaving all week
Awaiting Saturday night fever to do the freak
And it goes 1, 2, 3 sink in a soothing coma
Bottoms up ; Will all my life be...
Work hard, die bored, modern men do it well
No crown, no spark, in this corpse I'm just a dying cell
Work hard, die bored, modern men do it well
Hopes are scarred; I’m the pawn that dreamt of ruling citadels



To be a hero, a star, an astronaut, I bought
But I was just compensating
I wanted to smile like the guy of the pasta box
But it was just advertising crap



I've seen the true face of metropolis
One hand stabs me while the other one offers me dope
Its third eye shines on my neurosis
I walk amongst the crowd, a zombie, a fucking clone

I had opinions and dreams I lost along the way
For a wife, a kid, a house and a big ass SUV
In suit and tie, I work my long term suicide
I don't have the guts to fucking fight

Work hard, die bored, modern men do it well
I’m like Superman, life is my kryptonite
Modern men do it fucking well

There isn't a day without this weight on my shoulders
Without the burden of the crown the kid I was made out of paper
But carnival is over, no more craft or glitter
Projections of my future should have remained in the past

I can't let go, can’t let go of this mask
I have to change but don't feel up to the task
I'm falling, I’m drowning in this abundance horn
I have it all and I still want more
If my life is ok why am I miserable ? I’m so fucking miserable
I'm sorry for wasting your world

For a way to wonder, for a crooked offer
I'm sorry
For the wrecking, the oppression, the slaughter
Well fuck you all, I haven't done any of these horrors
I haven't done anything but dream of a throne and a scepter
They did it all; they did it fucking all, I'm just a puppet
I’m just a wireless powerless doll
Is the puppet guilty of the actions of its master ?

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They say that knowledge is a weapon
And ignorance is a big ass fucking dildo
They sharpened their blades on slow brains and supersized egos
Their knightly act is a bloody fraud
King's sword lays deep in the people's rock
They swore five billion peace and plenty
Turned seven into junkies with greed and gluttony
Now twelve billion crowd this celestial rock
And they keep up the good work, like they don't give a fuck


Bees are dead, plants need sexual assistance
Eden has turned to sand in an instant

Melted ice had the oceans rise,

Fear the mice, kill the rats, 'cause medieval plagues are back



Soon humanity's trial will begin

Will the snake be a scapegoat once again ?
Will the eyes stay sealed face to the blood spilt ?
There is no innocence, only 50 shades of guilt


Who fell for their tricks ? Who thought it legit ?

Who funded this shit ? Who's fucking hands are clean ?
Who fell for their tricks ? Who thought it legit ?
There is no innocence


The Horn is empty, resources are rare
They're licking ivory for crumbs to spare their despair
People are scared, they're fucking wiggling, crawling like insects
They think planting three trees will avoid the tempest
They're trying so hard it's laughable, hoping for a miracle


From fear to hate, the trial starts today
The fall begins, wings are ablaze
They'll cheer their states, the trial starts today
The fall begins, it's fucking checkmate

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They've brought mankind to ruin, like they've invested in coffins
The masses are growing so they'll give the dog a bone
Skip the lynching by throwing the first stone
Reveal the scapegoat

Select a minority, Black, Latino, Muslim
Will it be refugees ? They'll bomb them on the fucking beach

Hear the final countdown, all hope is lost
Sheeps are bleating around pieces of cloth

They all hail the nations when the world's at stake
Riot, war, invasions, be predator rather than prey
They all hail the nations, they'll take the fucking bait
Riot, war, invasions, how could this be a mistake ?

Battles are won by white collars
History is written with the ink of the victors
Follow the leader, believe their dogma, don't think
A fact is a fact, until the wheel spins, until empires waltz

Adhere to their cause, befallen revolutionaries
There's no freedom of thought
These bigots utilize a cross to justify their wrongs
with the blood on their hands
This world is too far gone

''Arise children of the nation
The day of glory has arrived
A putrid form of tyranny
Has raised its ugly banner
Can you hear them in the fields ?
Howling are these fearsome soldiers
They're dwelling inside the mist
To slit the throats of man, woman, and child''

Arise, children of the nation
With blood it's written on the walls
You have no rights, your life is controlled
And taken away unless you conform
This world is too far gone

aggressive & violent, noisy, metalcore, psychotic, djent metal, fiery, warlike, jerky, screaming, trash (texture), urgent, chaotic, action movie, distorted electric guitar, heavy, masculine, relentless, percussive, extreme & fighting sport, double bass drum pedal, powerful & imposing, band, action game, chase, riff, introduction, adversity / hard times (lyrics), anger (lyrics), loss (lyrics), enfer (paroles), explicit lyrics, rebellion (paroles), very fast, main version, vocal

A step away from hell, in dark times, they're still scamming
Selling tickets for heaven, renting Noah's ark cabins
But their ship will sink in the abyss
They still get hard on the weight of their wallets
It's absurd, they can fill their pockets; the paper will burn
It's time to accept their system's defeat
Profit is obsolete


All those years
Barking at them, announcing mayhem, begging them to stop
Knees deep in shit they'll say that on the water they shall walk
They've kneeled their whole life

It won't be hard for them to crawl
But fuck them all, they've sold their fucking souls
Still pictured as prophets, still worshiped as gods
From ashes to ashes, from lust to disgust

Witness the bursting of the human bubble
End of the great, death of the simple
Witness the bursting of the human bubble
Absurdity leads the human struggle
Fuck this shit

Thank the elders for their way of life

Thank the leaders for their foresight

Thank the leaders for their foresight

Thank the past for the lost fight

Progress could only be ahead
Pushing forward over the cliff's fucking edge
Now they're flying, alive but already dead
Already shattered corpses on the stony bay

They can beg, whine, pray

Even the foam won't wash their hands clean
They can beg, whine, pray

Because tonight the shepherds

Die amongst their sheeps

They'll fucking beg
Die amongst their sheeps, they'll fucking beg

aggressive & violent, metalcore, noisy, chaotic, heavy, screaming, trash (texture), double bass drum pedal, distorted electric guitar, percussive, action game, masculine, jerky, extreme & fighting sport, urgent, powerful & imposing, action movie, fiery, band, disturbing, riff, adversity / hard times (lyrics), anger (lyrics), loss (lyrics), enfer (paroles), explicit lyrics, rebellion (paroles), very fast, main version, vocal

Haunted and scared, seeking the shelter of a cave, we crawled down a burrow
Down below, remains of a fallen world, signs of the elders and carved on iron plates, a three ray sun

Curious and hungry for treasures of the past we crawled deeper, and deeper, and deeper and at the earth’s core we met the divine

Eyes rise to the sky, we're terrified
Two sun shine, our paths divide
Cherish the vine or the artifact
Witness the gods comeback

We scan the climes

Look around
Look around and see the ruins of our past glory
Have we forgotten ? Have we become this weak ?
Will we kneel, accept defeat ?
Are we but ghosts of a lost humanity ?
Fuck no, Fuck the horn, Fuck the willow
Chaos must be reformed
We’ve lost a battle but the war’s still on
We’ve bit the dust but we shall rise as one



we’re walking on a rope, above
above the void we stand alone
we’ve been going backwards this whole time
taking future blows from behind
one day we’ll fall

cut the trunk roots will still grow
flowers blossom through the snow
now we’re walking on a rope
we can choke it with smoke
life will prevail

Utopia must burn
We are the ones that did not ascend
Untouched by light, Unburnt by flames
All hail the liver and the snake

We’ve been given a second chance, a fresh start
A blank page to lay down the words of our new civilization
We must claim back our throne at the top of evolution
Join the symbiosis, accept absolution
We must bring back the golden age
We are but a link in life’s mighty chain
We will not live like beasts
Mankind’s fortune doesn’t grow on trees
This utopia is a fucking deceit
why should we take the path of failed men
why should we return to the wolf’s den
we need a change of scale

Make this world great again, or make it right
Build walls, divide the land, or unite

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We’re the orphans of humanityWe only learn the price of things once they've disappearedRemains of a dying breedThis is the witness of blank minds in a colorblind reality
We’re looking for answers to questions we can’t conceiveComplaints of a frying brain
we’ll lay the myths as cornerstones for our society
We’re all lost, we’ve breathed the omega breezeWe’re branded, ain’t brain-dead, we’re brand newOur minds are cleanour bright eyes On this broken world are blindedWe’re all haunted, bonded in this holy lack of memoryWe’re confused, hollow, divided
Claim to remember and we’ll bend a fucking knee
We ride wrecked cars on bull backs through this global no man’s landwe’re fucking nomads, We’re hunchbacks
clinging to the thread of a long gone past
What will grow through the ashes ?
is this the end, is this the end or the genesis ?Will trees grow tall through the carcasses ?are we just ants under a giant’s matches ?will we be burning corpses ?
What will grow through the ashes ?is this the end, is this the end or the genesis ?Will roots push through the asphalt cracks ?
Will we choose utopia or whiplashes ?
will this hell be everlasting ?
Green patches maculate the concreteA budding life bluntly stains misery
alone and incomplete, we stand untouched at the center of this new born beauty

We’re parasites, are we part of this scheme ?We’re parasites, are we even human anymore ?
Damaged is the new black

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We will not fast for the one that has smashed us
We will not cast away a glorious past just
become preys, the beasts will not harass us
We ain’t slaves, we’re the fucking masters
We will not bow, we won’t bend under the weeping willow’s whiplashes
Our heart aches but we won’t hide flayed backs under pine jackets
We haven’t kicked the bucket

Like the phoenix, we don’t just pass away
We prevail, the eggs lay in the ashes
Dig out the hatchet, we’ll level the surface
Here comes the hatching, we’ll pour this planet a concrete grave

We’re Survivors, we’re the future

We’re the builders of the new eden
For the elders, for ancestors

Glory comes with our bleeding
We’re Survivors, we’re the future
We’re the builders of the new eden
For the elders, for ancestors

Glory comes with our bleeding




To Mankind we give our newborns
Feel the earth shake, hear the masses grow
we’ll build babel from climes to core
No puny lord can break us anymore


We shall rise as one, hear the masses grow
We’re the monsters that outsmarted frankenstein
We’re the fucking golems outliving the rabbi
We’ll never feel again, never feel the hard blow of a bitter end
Together we’re unbreakable, we shall rise as one
and one shall rise above, relieve us from the burdens
Wearing crown and glove, rule on the castle
for the greater good, reign on the simple
in the name of god
We shall rise for one, serve praize, kneel
become the slaves in the fields, soldiers on the siege
Together we’re expendable, we shall die for one

Dark times will be legend, sons will forget our demons
Dark times will be legend, And it will all start again

History is a fucking circle
From day one we’ve been savages
They’re all fucking savages
I’ll always be a savage

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So push the way out
The way out
To a puddle to the next corner to wash your dirty brain
Don’t pray, there’s no Gods
There’s no Gods
To the church to the next corner to wash your dirty brain
So run! Run boy
Run fast as you can before the crow gets you down
So push the way out
The way out
To a puddle to the next corner to wash your dirty brain
Follow the white rabbit
Escape the big black crow
Follow the white rabbit
Follow the white rabbit
Escape the big black crow
Follow the white rabbit
Escape the big black crow
Follow the white rabbit
Escape the big black crow
Follow the white rabbit
Escape the big black crow
GOODBYE

indie rock, fiery, powerful & imposing, blues rock, driving, lively, heavy, mechanical sport, urgent, aggressive & violent, distorted electric guitar, masculine, extreme & fighting sport, percussive, modern, male singer, action movie, band, relentless, rhythm section, teen drama, riff, introduction, 1970, adversity / hard times (lyrics), sung in English , fast, main version

Woke up new life fate hungoverPrecious soul like red OctoberLeft social time mull it overFranko’s luck hype four leaf clover
Laughing pain jibe heart now soberUnchained death vibe no slave ownerPick the low tide waves are lowerRide them up psyche Yak takeover
I feel in control not letting it goSitting well with my soulAny place I call home
I feel in control not letting it goSitting well with my soulAny place I call home
I feel in control not letting it goSitting well with my soulAny place I call home

driving, powerful & imposing, male back up vocalist, distorted electric guitar, relentless, rock, extreme & fighting sport, lively, fiery, heavy, percussive, urban, male singer, explosive, band, masculine, electronic percussion, riff, rhythm section, mechanical sport, synthesizer, urgent, drums, action game, trailer, adversity / hard times (lyrics), sung in English , introduction, fast, main version, vocal

Loose hips rude lips loud lit ball lifeBasket rim like lately we own itBruce kicks we hit mandem stick wrist high upLike this oh lately we zoning
We feelin
focus like we not brokenNo hocus pocus just realist own it
Salivating no procrastinatingWanting money paper to get the callous case
inAll in vein no recalibrating
shots to brainGet those saints elevating we making ways holy paper planes
Focus focus focus
We feelin focus like we not brokenNo hocus pocus just realist own it
We feelin focus
We feelin focus like we not brokenNo hocus pocus just realist own it
We feelin focus like we not brokenNo hocus pocus

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Lost in the culture vulture and
ownersGoing like
Jonas
shots to the
lonersRock boyz like to top you top boysLoosen out all about the glock boy
Two shots double shot chest
boyWith mac 11 got bars to see boyI’m feeling focus must destroy you boy
All these fakers haters gang stateMake it up as I go alongMake it up make it up the show must go on
So here we are here
we areRunning from the midnight sunSo here we are here we areWaiting til the morning comes
Stumble through the jumbotron I’m too gone
Pete TongMe myself I don’t belong I’m a creep weirdoClarke Kent room full of Timbo’s apologise too late been goneDeath beats on fleek like I’m the opposite
of meek milling the harvest grain
Don’t speak
peace they will lay me out all the sameAs my skin tone ice cold sheets bring spiritCasper orbit double the bloods flow I’m brazy
On
the brink drink to remember smoke to feel blessedJust bug
your
conscience I’m George best
drink in these brepsDrink it up drink it up the show must go on
So here we are here we areWaiting til the morning comes
So here we are here we areRunning from the midnight sunSo
here we are here
we areWaiting til the morning comes

fiery, driving, action movie, percussive, male singer, male back up vocalist, cinematic rock, epic, distorted electric guitar, inexorable, heavy, relentless, powerful & imposing, urban, extreme & fighting sport, synthesizer, trailer, action game, cinematic percussion, building, rough, mechanical sport, urgent, anticipation, chase, riff, rhythm section, trash (texture), adversity / hard times (lyrics), sung in English , introduction, fast, main version, vocal

Karma chameleon one in a millionGet this whole game stepped up dance so brilliantTake two to tango never will I bang thoughLoser kid Beck on industrial heat like mangle
Hidden like Van Gogh paint you a bandoWith noviolence or hate lightly pianoCrept up with sandal sock on like man noCroc snapped up like I’m training for the dan though ahh
Now put you hand to the sky like we just so rightLift off through the night like we feel so flyRocking out so tight air guitar at my sideI’m a rock boy for life and I showyou hype
Air max with ticks on do it like JordanLegend with no stardom dunk for the MartianAlien jam no muggle clanLocked out strawmanBut let me tell you how it’s all in my master planTo take my rap fleek chic on to JapanI’m pan Asian world spun in my right handBeat spins out tornado decks in my left landFeet first in this game stunting like Jackie Chan uhh
Now put you hand to the sky like we just so rightLift off through the night like we feel so flyRocking out so tight air guitar at my sideI’m a rock boy for life and I show you why
Now put you hand to the sky like we just so rightLift off through the night like we feel so flyRocking out so tight air guitar at my sideI’m a rock boy for life and I show you why

aggressive & violent, extreme & fighting sport, fiery, action game, relentless, powerful & imposing, mechanical sport, trash (texture), urgent, anthemic rock / stadium rock, male back up vocalist, cinematic rock, distorted electric guitar, heavy, male singer, driving, percussive, chase, urban, drums, lively, band, electronic percussion, riff, rough, rhythm section, synthesizer, adversity / hard times (lyrics), sung in English , introduction, fast, main version, vocal

V1They say that what goes aroundComes aroundDon’t bring that vibe around meThey say it’s karmicI’d rather forget itSo I’mma just do me

PREWhy you Try to tear me downGo and run ur mouthWhyCan’t u see

CHI’m still a diamondEven in the roughAll that I amIs enoughPull back the layersWhen you see that it’s too muchI’m still a diamondEven in the rough


V2You go and do your worstGo getcha last wordAt least I will have my peaceTry go and crush my dreamsPressure makes shiny thingsI wear it with pride like a ring

PREWhy you try to tear me downGo and run ur mouthWhy Can’t u seeKnow you trying to take me outOh, I

have no doubtI’m all I need

CHI’m still a diamondEven in the roughall that I amIs enoughPull back the layersWhen you see that it’s too muchI’m still a diamondEven in the rough




BRIDGEYou can’t break meI only stronger, only strongerYou can’t shake meCan’t promise it Won’t hurt, but I only get stronger

CHI’m still a diamondEven in the roughall that I amIs enoughPull back the layersWhen you see that it’s too muchI’m still a diamondEven in the rough


OUTROAll that I am is enoughAll that I am is enoughPull back the layersWhen you see that it’s too muchI’m still a diamondEven in the rough

catchy, lively, pop song, advertising, female singer, confident, radiant, modern, female back up vocalist, electric guitar, fashion, celebs, electronic percussion, acoustic piano, open air, rhythmic, rhythm section, synthesizer, urban, danceable, driving, groovy, percussive, adversity / hard times (lyrics), sung in English , fast, main version

Look in the mirror and what do you see?You say your reflection it seems incompleteOh cuz you’re way too hard on yourself, hard on yourselfOh cuz you shine like nobody else, nobody else
Theres only one of youTheres only one of youTheres only one of youTheres only one of you
You’ve got a gift don’t you wish it awayIts sometimes a struggle but you’ll find a wayOh, so don’t be so hard on yourself, hard on yourselfOh, cuz you shine like nobody else, nobody else
Theres only one of youTheres only one of youTheres only one of youTheres only one of you
Don’t you try and be someone elseYou don’t need toWhen you can’t see for yourselfI will show you
Theres only one of youTheres only one of youTheres only one of youTheres only one of you

catchy, female singer, radiant, lively, open air, pop song, advertising, rhythm section, confident, danceable, acoustic piano, synthesizer, driving, festive, happy & joyful, groovy, electric guitar, electronic percussion, percussive, bouncy, everyday life, modern, adversity / hard times (lyrics), sung in English , female back up vocalist, medium, fast, main version, violin, pitched voice

Lord are you listening, to be my witness, to be my witness, to be my witness.It’s so hard to question, with fear my mistress, with fear my mistress, with fear my mistress.Your heart ain’t listening, can’t hear my distress, can’t hear my distress, can’t hear my distress.To a soul that’s sickened, with fear thy mistress, with fear thy mistress, with fear thy mistress.

catchy, heavy, melancholic, nocturnal, male singer, lively, relentless, urban landscape, percussive, acoustic piano, pop song, string section, sentimental, synthesizer, atmospheric, male back up vocalist, electronic percussion, rhythm section, everyday life, electric guitar, introduction, open air, modern, adversity / hard times (lyrics), edgy, sung in English , final, medium, death (lyrics), main version

A little learning is a dangerous thing
when it makes some think they know
everything yeah

Treat me good

I represent the ghetto neighborhood
I got to win got to win got to win
Even in this life that I'm living
Let me pass let me pass let me pass
I want to come first in my class
Want my good want my good want my good
want my good to be so much better
Want my bad want my bad want my bad
Down their in the fire

I survived the slave ships
I survived the slave master whip
Now down there from the bottomless pit
I return to tell you this

Treat me good

I represent the ghetto neighborhood
I got to win got to win got to win
Even in this life that I'm living
Let me pass let me pass let me pass
I want to come first in my class
Want my good want my good want my good
want my good to be so much better
Want my bad want my bad want my bad
Down their in the fire

I survived the holocaust
I survived that wicked past
Now down there from the lower class
I've returned at last
I've survived the slave ships
I've survived the slave master whip
Now down there from the bottomless pit
I return to tell you this

proud, Jamaïca, radiant, sung in English , male singer, male back up vocalist, lively, funky, happy & joyful, electric guitar, everyday life, drums, driving, folk guitar, jamaican music, synthesizer, urban, electric bass , groovy, trumpet, acoustic, adversity / hard times (lyrics), airy, fx reverb, geopolitics, main version

All yo' kicksGot my way home
All yo' kicksGot my way home
And I'm tellin'
You went down lowRun at your doorBetter want moreI'm the winner of my mind, some howling wild sea now
What's up?

bluesy, nu blues, hot desert, lively, road movie, contemporary series, male singer, social drama, folk guitar, indie rock, mechanical, relaxed, sung in English , patient, catchy, trash (texture), rhythmic, rhythm section, whistling, adversity / hard times (lyrics), medium, main version

You AreI want to make a name for meWho do you think ?You AreHeroborn in victoryWho do you thinkYou AreLet’s go and make a name for me
Hit a home runWe won’tlose to no oneIf they knock you downGet back up and you get onWe’re the winners here when the times runWe’re all winners here and we’ll shine on
If the clock counts down to zeroWill you be the loser or the heroWe’ve got our faith in you tonightWho’d you thinkYou AreWho’d You ThinkYou AreWho’d You ThinkYou AreWho’d You ThinkYou Are
Hit a home runWe won’t lose to no oneIf they knock you downGet back up and you get onWe’re the winners here when the times runWe’re all winners here and we’ll shine on

driving, advertising, punk rock, teen drama, lively, fiery, street sports, urgent, everyday life, 2000, drums, catchy, male singer, happy & joyful, band, distorted electric guitar, open air, electric bass , sung in English , female back up vocalist, rhythm section, confident, riff, rhythmic, introduction, adversity / hard times (lyrics), instrumental, fast, main version

I’ve lived in the lonely city
I crawled out from the lonely city, singin’...


Now I’m back in my hometown county
Doin’ jack in my hometown county, singin’...


I can’t make no God damn money
I just can’t make no money, singin’...


I travel to the busy city,
I crawl out to the busy city, singin’...


There I’m gonna make me some money,
People there gonna give me some money, while they’re singin’...


Got a song for the busy city,
I wrote a song for the busy city,
But will they ever stop and listen...? Please stop and listen...

blues rock, bluesy, contemporary western, attitude, hot desert, Louisiana, swamp blues, driving, wide open space, relentless, male singer, handclap, introduction, walking, masculine, percussive, acoustic piano, building, string section, fx reverb, acoustic guitar, distorted electric guitar, pastoral, rhythm section, adversity / hard times (lyrics), sung in English , medium, mysterious, main version

Soul Sister, won’t you talk to me
Noose around my neck, the way it’s always been
And I can’t get ahead, ‘cause I keep slip slip slipping away
Soul Brother won’t you walk with me
Weights around my feet the way it’s always been
And I can’t get ahead, ‘cause I keep slip slip slipping away yeah
Be thankful for the lot that you’ve got and no more
Be thankful for the lot that you’ve got and no more, no more, no more.

percussive, powerful & imposing, attitude, blues rock, bluesy, sung in English , male singer, United States of America, relentless, team sport, swamp blues, male back up vocalist, handclap, hot desert, distorted electric guitar, introduction, heavy, extreme & fighting sport, catchy, driving, lazy, rhythm section, synthesizer, trash (texture), drums, lively, uplifting, fiery, electronic percussion, advertising, adversity / hard times (lyrics), slow, medium, motivation (lyrics), main version