Primitive Reason - Eat My Bush lyrics

Traits; it's the crash in your rates The cra** move to remove and abate the groove Wherein the growth-rates of a different race will move Your soul-babes in this earth/cla**/grade It exasperates you. The big bully; our Uncle Scam Calling yourself just a cute tin man But you're a big machine showing idle hands Feeding shallow dreams to the same old Down the pipeline of genes to the great mould With a heart of gold, Ha! Funny how the same old tales go stale. Wail! I reach up and grab the veil; Hail to those who guard me well, and God as well I rip off the mask and the dark unveils Rear its ugly head and its breath smells Been drinking from the dead well Where the greed and the violence dwell And all the bad things that govern hell fell These are dark times we are born in When leaders no longer lead But command the populace into a spiritual fire pit of hell Ma** murder and ma** suicide is the fate they have chosen For their eternally loyal subjects Run, rebel In peace we should dwell Not in this ignorance Insanity, profanity, blasphemy, sacrilege We follow punks bathed in maladies Should we run or rebel? But Life will overcome strife Right is what's yours by divine right But only your freedom is divine right? Freedom to choose your dues in your own eyes Freedom to lose Freedom to choose your rules in your own kind Freedom to choose your own mind Freedom not to choose For how you live shows just as well, how you don't And if you can't say No than don't. f** it! When you read beyond the lines And you creep behind the lines; Tap into the intent behind the dirty minds You may choose to remove that blind from your eyes Realized it's not worth to be one of their kind You pa** the test You might as well just then cash the check; The one that reads sell out. Then pack your bags Turn your work clothes into dirty rags And with them start the fire of what came to pa** Well you can Run, or you can Run and rebel Against the word that's the drone In the peace you should dwell These greedy beasts cause all kinds of hell Backed up by the faith that they're doing well Backed by the belief that we're just as well Working to pay. We slave; working to buy, still wanting Reaping the desire that they sowed To keep the money running You know they won't give up And this world will only change when we all grow up We learn the Spirit ways or we ma** destruct Go back to the beginning, and start again To learn the wisdom in the heart again And learn to listen to the words of them; Touched by the spirits We'll learn to swim before we learn to crawl Before we learn to walk before we learn to run And learn that all is but the word of One The One Great Spirit Speaks through everything in Nature. It warns... Run, rebel In peace we should dwell Not in this ignorance Insanity, profanity, blasphemy, sacrilege We follow punks bathed in maladies Should we run or rebel? If you don't agree then walk And if you can't be free than walk And if you can't be a**ed than walk To the urn, then burn; Walk Don't Give Up