Calm - Help tha Medicine Go Down lyrics

[AwareNess:] Chim Chim ma ne Chim Chim ma ne Chim Chim Charu [Time:] My life isn't as simple as taking steroids to improve my performance If you are what you eat then I'm half cooped up chicken mixed with clone cow It used to be rub sticks for fire and farm with stone plows Now it's stoned yuppies who go to grocery stores And buy anything they need from the clerk with tattooed eyebrow If you can relate to this that's great If you can't it's probably because I'm fake contrived ignorant and pretentious Either way I got something to say and insides the parenthesis it reads relentless Life isn't a Thomas Kincade painting cause no beautiful paintbrush draws foster homes No one looks like an airbrushed magazine model And only soap opera characters don't need jobs and a house phone The majority of the population is obese and ugly We're not like those polite people we read about in poems We're not like the polite newscasters who'd rather show numbers for d**hs Instead of all the blood involved in war and disasters We used to have Indians and trees with trunks Now we got businessmen and trees with stumps We got ten years olds wanting to be like daddy "please can I get drunk? " They were smoking cigarettes when they 7 and shoplifting by 11 But mommy told them you don't want to go to hell be good and you'll go to college (not heaven) Graduate get a family Wait a month till you get divorced then repeat the process In the meantime you go to church and try to find god But you learn that you're a sin and how to hate gays will you demolish your progress You decide to become an atheist and find that god is in the mirror Crying naked and jobless (you are in the mirror crying naked and jobless) [AwareNess:] Chim Chim ma ne Chim Chim ma ne Chim Chim Charu [Time:] Keep hope alive cause the rest of us are dead I got a god and a church and they're both in my head My heart is a tool, used for pumping blood My soul is on the bottom of my shoe covered in mud [Time:] Cartoons are violent are so are we My life isn't a fairytale and Walt Disney isn't drawing me Things aren't always what they seem Cause even the pope has wet dreams I'm from America this is where TV and hand gun d**hs started at Hello and welcome to the home of the Big Mac Quarter pounded and teenage heart attack Don't talk to me just give me pills and chemicals till you fix the problem Let my pupils dilate till I can no longer see Cause my history told me, d**h is the cure for all disease Now days if animals talk to you then you're a schitzo But not every Indian is red and not every white man is a lumberjack with a zippo Nor does every dreaded man sing calypso (buc buc) Drop an anvil on my head and I die Then watch a confused mob gather round and stand still on their cell phones Looking for a helicopter in the sky Tell me who you live with and I'll tell you what d** you do Sleeping beauty wasn't sleeping, she was in a coma And when you got shot your head doesn't spin And when you get hit with a mallet you don't get a lump You get d**h When you born, no one said once upon time There's no such thing as happy ending Just murder rap, holocaust and an occasional lynch And no kiss in the world is gonna wake the dead or turn a toad into a prince It's either love or fear They say the world's divided between good and evil but it's not that simple Cause both sides think they're right and k** anyone who wants to oppose Just to give their citizens dimples They told me to use my imagination so I imagined a nation Free of brainwashing radio and television stations Everything has a purpose the media's job is to deceive You are god, bleed for what you love Close your eyes, smell the flowers and breathe Find happiness in your delusions and just believe Find happiness in your denial and just smile [AwareNess:] Chim Chim ma ne Chim Chim ma ne Chim Chim Charu [Time:] Keep hope alive cause the rest of us are dead I got a god and a church and they're both in my head My heart is a tool, used for pumping blood My soul is on the bottom of my shoe covered in mud