Willie Green - The Lost Oasis lyrics

[Verse 1: Henry Canyons] Longing on a large scale is what makes history Body heat of a great city, at least it used to be Tonight's unusually sharp sun taking a cat nap Dogs showing teeth, hear the arc of their howls Giving me a chill of eeriness co*ktail bitter with weariness, hoping for another drop.... All i see is the landscape, all i feel is the sand scrapes Desperation on this man's face No need to hide it, because it all evaporates The weather man claimed it's waiting game The devout congregate as they pray for rain And that group grows fewer, a statement that they lost their faith Hearing whispers of an oasis, goodness gracious Tales of a well, well beyond the end of Yenne Velt It's quite the voyage, boy it's something that you never felt Heat crashing my cranium, hear the sizzle of my clever melt Questioning my sense of self, as if i dwelled in hell Splish splash in the River of Stix, if i ever get back From that trip trapped in my synapse, to feel the moisture from mother earth's french kiss Rehydrating, eyes dilated, ‘cause we finally made it, elated holding onto the sacred The profane wanes in waves, feeling faint with the promise of this great lake [Chorus: Likwuid] Habibi them say pray to Allah... Rastafari say Jah I and I Mamma 'nem raised me Christian When you talk to God do you lose your religion? I say Ashae Ashae Oh Lord, pray I haven't lost my way My way In this lost oasis [Verse 2: Likwuid] My cup runneth...over Tearing thru the terrain A tug of war with one's heart and the brain We climb mountains to escape boulders Only to tongue kiss lava molten The days are long but the years are shorter In mother earth's miscarriage The lactic acid in your chalice is Lilith lying in your barracks Too real to close our eyes Surreal is suicide It's asinine to try to journey to the other side Catty cornered by the catacombs... the catacombs In Babylon we get our battle on and babble on Catfished by cadavers, who teeth chatter Not from cold or conversation, but to meet their cattle Meat tethered and twined tied to a never ending appetite Using your wish bone to pry Your soul from my palate plied and bind by bile brine Show fangs to protect the young The hunter is the hunted what's the world become? [Chorus:] [Verse 3: Defcee] Like a two-headed snake chasin' its tail Hunt what's easiest to k** after braisin the quail We're the big fish dyin' in a dry pond Knockin' need to the side like a pylon What you get for the man who has everything germ-free? What can you grow in the everywhere that he's burned clean? Where being a ghost town is a weak wish And there's only blood in the water when you drink it Now he's gon run the grill till the plates gone Till we're sick with the smell of melting flesh and steak sauce If you're poor, he's gonna cook the all of you Cuz if there's anything Uncle Sam knows, it's how to throw a barbecue Hook-and-ladder plays to trick the cameras on the field Quick trials, overturn verdicts and long appeals It ain't about what you poison...it's who A re-election for the vulture that's poised over your food [Chorus:]