Society
come and ride with me
You can even have the window seat
But I warn you
It’s not pretty what you expect to see
So come roll with me
You brush your cheek on my cheek and we can pretend with don’t ignite like flint and steel
But we do
Rough, brash and without warning
We could resort to Adam and Eve like believing where we create what we taste
We give in to seduction of propaganda and political control
Delicately placed in our hands as we look into each others eyes and beg “run”
A political extravaganza is before us
Society
Ride with me
Society
Roll with me
Society. We are more than the footsteps of our forefathers
We are more than the mistakes of our parents youths
We are not flag waivers or victory marchers
Walk with me
Its cold outside so we’ll grit our teeth
We are the feeble and connected machines
We are the dirty deeds conceived in gas station bathrooms and on pool tables.
Run with me.
We can go and go with fingers laced
Running like melted amber
We can run like there is a finish line in the 21st century
Society. We are not the gifted youth of “I hear America Singing”
We are the chemically enhanced underwater mortgages of debt doomed parental figures.
We are dirt worshipping material spawns of hippies and dead-heads
Move with me
To the beat of censorship drums and drug laws
Move with me like leaking bloodstreams we are not the 99%
Mother fuckers we are a brick in society. We are social movements and inventors. Future debt collectors and map makers
Place us at the top of the world and we will give you our all naked and exposed. We will give you art and exasperation we will apologize for nothing but I sure as hell will give everything
Injustice is our disorder and we will give nothing more than a cure
Society
Run with me.
Nothing can hurt us till we are dead and we are not dead yet
