Primitive Reason - Walkabout lyrics

Walking about thinking about talking about How now a long way back They had made the common mistake Of a**uming that we had no order 'cause we had no borders to divide tribes No quarters to define vibes We traveled the songlines through our dreamtime Now I'm walking about drinking about complaining about How now we stand no chance to fight decadence were tamed They came from the sea like a cold winters breeze To freeze these dreams To maim and seize Quietly I await for they to dissipate I can't walk straight Loudly and intoxicated naked I faked it, I f**ed it Proudly I traded conformity for the roots Now always on the move with nothing to prove and nothing to lose I'll choose earth over booze, leave the dirt for the fools Put me on the list for traditionalist if it consists of a natural way Away from this fist If it takes me away from this I can't strive with this fist of the capitalist There are some dark pages in the history Of the white man's dealings with the Indians And many parts of the record are stained With the greed and avarice of those Who have thought only of their own profit They said this land is built upon freedom But those that lived here before have seen none Now those that are left at the home of their tradition Ask to be left alone from your jurisdiction And the conflicting ideas and ideals Man belongs to land, Land belongs to man Man belongs to man, Land belongs to land Don't know if I got laid off or if I got paid off But I sure got off hell, I sure got off Now no more stomping the ground always locked with a frown Looking down at the rocks in self misery From now on I'll be flowing with a song through time and space Rhyme and pace, silent ways of a dying race Displaced by hatred of a violent race who'll annihilate us If allowed by us, I'm saying its up to us to fuss What fate is that which makes our past? What weight is that which breaks our backs? Times come Why slave for a system that treats you like one? f** it! I'm not going back to ruffing it I'm not going back to nothing I'm loving it I'm taking my piece of the overall puzzle and colouring it With a colour that fits me and a pitch that intrigues me And a scent of the deep Sleeping it on, Slipping it in Slipping on it, Sleeping it off Tripping in it, Flipping it on Holding it in, Holding on it I Can't brood in the same mood forever We can't move to the same groove together Swear allegiance, frequencies, polarities dualities resonate in me Spectrums, cycles, regions work their way in me Hope third eye can see beyond the war and violence Find balance, face adversity The gallant valiant rebel sees they say clinically tested I say cynically tested, scientifically pestered Alone in the land I discover Herbalize, crystallize, good and bad, crystal eyes Don't you find that we can't define what we...