Lyrics:
anything grow on American soil?
Was the message of hope too soon or too late
Now the tepid waters are at a roil
By the fertile plains in this climate of hate
Yeah, I'm giving it over
Music by Peter Furler and Steve Taylor / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
©©2002 Dawn Treader Music (admin. by EMI Christian Music
Shoot um up! Bang Bang, Shoot um up!
Bang Bang, Shoot um up! Bang Bang hear what I'm saying
Hear the bullets come, we gonna duck and run,
Cut down by
Held up by the pillars of soil I'm pressed against
Help out for a common relief in this fire
Pass up every dull opportunity
If It's not good for you,
Under the star light
You and me sitting whole night
Darkness in the wild
We light up the place like some fireflies
By the ocean the waves are high
I
and compassion they are divine
and the governments have built their houses on the soil of evil deeds
they will be washed away by the sand of time
Ethical just by virtue of the fact
That it comes from Canadian soil
Only in Canada - ethical oil
Venezuelan conflict oil
(That's where the bad people are
another yard
It rain for almost forty day, it trickle through his roof, through his roof
Nights and days
Nights and days
Work this fold of soil, By God
Um Um Um
Um Um
Um Um Um
Let me tell you something
Let me tell you something
Um um
Yea yea
Yea yea yeah
Ayyy
Um um um
Now you say
Thats yo man
Lil
inspired by this soil
So I thank you so much
For the warm hospitality that
You have shown my work, because
It is really yours
And you have allowed me
THE EARTH
CRIES BY THE MOON
WORSHIPS THE SOIL
CURSES THE SUN IN PAIN
DREAMING THAT SOME DAY
A SHIP WILL TAKE HIM HOME
FEVER TAKES HOLD
HOT AND THEN COLD
the soil
Black clouds above
Vultures in the sky
Souls in the soil
Black clouds above
Memories of the grind
Placed in the earth
Watered by tears
Grows pain
Yeah
Mm
What is your final object, your final goal?
What is the list to be completed by the time that you go?
The time you grow old, cause time can't
Shithole country
American soil
Shithole country
Poisoned by the oil
Profits over life
The ignorant are such easy puppets
Profits over life
They
as slaves
Toil the soil, shackled bounded by the chains
Whipped and stripped, tossed aside in jagged caves
In my heart, I feel them crying to be saved
Should
hands, grasp at the air
Expel the silence from my lungs
Into the soil, breathe hollow prayer
In the mire, forgotten by the sun
Wake up now
Wake
Shed this
(Baby, can you dig?)
Time to strike the earth!
We will ride
We will honor the code of the knight
Shovel by my side
Face the order i will never yield
on European soil;
Cruise missiles greatly increase the danger of that happening.
Designed to avoid radar detection by skimming the earth's surface,
Cruise
I stand firm for our soil (a source)
Lick a rock on foil (nigga I'll come forth)
Say reduce me, seduce me (They juice me, seduce me)
Dress me up
I stand firm for our soil (a source)
Lick a rock on foil (nigga I'll come forth)
Say reduce me, seduce me (They juice me, seduce me)
Dress me up
it on
Timbo, I even bowed it down in NO
And every corner that I flow
I get it on
Can you get it on? (Um hm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hm)
out (Um hmm)
I'm the top n****, watch n****, hot n****, yo (Yo)
S*** that I dropped, nonstop n****, whoa (Whoa)
Meet the futuristic unpredicted by
old
And I’m wasted, I can taste it
In the salt of the soil
In the salt of the soil
Oh the days go by
So slowly, and solely for the prison of time
glow.
Furry, green, mole
In a furry, green, hole.
It's a furry, green, atom bowl.
Um...
Um...
Verdigris, verdigris.
Verdigris, verdigris.
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