Psychotic Sage
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Psychotic Sage
I used to be a truth seeker
Now I'm a truth speaker
Tripping on sleeplessness
Insomniac nocturnal cool cat
I'm as white as the devil
But I'm no soldier, cop, or mall-rat
Pacing back and forth like a tiger in a cage
Medication tranquilizes my psychotic rage
Filling up page after page after page
With the words of a psychotic sage
Waiting to be released from this fart stinking cell
Waiting, still waiting, tolerating this living Hell
What's it all mean?
What's it all about?
It's time to crank it up
We can make 'em scream and shout
War in the Middle East
Dead Iraqi children are your fucking feast
You're gonna pay come Judgment Day
Iraqis just want the U.S. to go the hell away
While you law-abiding gorts keep pointing your fingers
The stench of the dead bodies still lingers
I don't even know why I bother to stick around
My brain is in the lost and found
The United States has massacred many great peoples
So don't expect any sympathy for your demolished steeples
Still killing brown skinned folks with your bombs
You act like terrorists don't have any moms
What right do Christian nations have to control Iraq?
I pray to the devil the real Iraqis take the power back
Poverty on Indian reservations right before our eyes
You can't hide the truth, but we're still choking on lies
Why would the Church going drones
Cut the flesh right off my bones?
They crucify a thousand Christs per day
Don't call me the devil!
Listen to what I have to say
We're gonna take over a TV station
And put Wall Street on a permanent vacation
You know if we began to march in the streets for all to see
The Bush regime would flood our streets with crack for free
These crooks want the masses distracted and confused
I'm telling all you warrior-poets you are just being used!
Throw down the pipes and join this fight
We can liberate our minds -
You know that I'm right
Wisdom is better than silver and gold
Budweiser and football games are getting very old
Look back at human history
For a thousand years, we've struggled to be free
Indian sympathizers killed in their sleep
Call me nigger-lover, mock me as I weep
Your dirty floors I will no longer sweep
The Spirit World witnesses all our tears
Here come the ghosts to dispel our fears
All the innocents who have been killed
Are now returning - prophecies will be fulfilled
And it won't matter that I'm white
I know who in this Hell I'm gonna fight
'Cause I know who my brothers and sisters are
They're standing right next to me
I don't have to look far
All these drugs are keeping them from hearing my words
They're all so impressed with their Cadillacs and their Fords
But the Animal Nations are feeling my heart
I've been with the little creatures from the very start
I'm not into bragging - Hell, I know I'm a bum
But not one of you fuckers can tell me I'm dumb
I guess we'll just sit back and see
How many kids set their minds free
Turn out the lights
Shut the whole system down
Cancel the flights
Watch that prick Dick Cheney frown
Hold him under water
Let all those bastards drown!
I love you my Mother
I love you my Brother
But I'm not like the Other
In my own tears you will smother
Psychotic sage pulls out his gun
He shoots it off into the air just for fun
Now where the hell can he run?
Fuck it, it's over and done
We've got a planet to save
Morpheus, I know we're The One
Now I'm a truth speaker
Tripping on sleeplessness
Insomniac nocturnal cool cat
I'm as white as the devil
But I'm no soldier, cop, or mall-rat
Pacing back and forth like a tiger in a cage
Medication tranquilizes my psychotic rage
Filling up page after page after page
With the words of a psychotic sage
Waiting to be released from this fart stinking cell
Waiting, still waiting, tolerating this living Hell
What's it all mean?
What's it all about?
It's time to crank it up
We can make 'em scream and shout
War in the Middle East
Dead Iraqi children are your fucking feast
You're gonna pay come Judgment Day
Iraqis just want the U.S. to go the hell away
While you law-abiding gorts keep pointing your fingers
The stench of the dead bodies still lingers
I don't even know why I bother to stick around
My brain is in the lost and found
The United States has massacred many great peoples
So don't expect any sympathy for your demolished steeples
Still killing brown skinned folks with your bombs
You act like terrorists don't have any moms
What right do Christian nations have to control Iraq?
I pray to the devil the real Iraqis take the power back
Poverty on Indian reservations right before our eyes
You can't hide the truth, but we're still choking on lies
Why would the Church going drones
Cut the flesh right off my bones?
They crucify a thousand Christs per day
Don't call me the devil!
Listen to what I have to say
We're gonna take over a TV station
And put Wall Street on a permanent vacation
You know if we began to march in the streets for all to see
The Bush regime would flood our streets with crack for free
These crooks want the masses distracted and confused
I'm telling all you warrior-poets you are just being used!
Throw down the pipes and join this fight
We can liberate our minds -
You know that I'm right
Wisdom is better than silver and gold
Budweiser and football games are getting very old
Look back at human history
For a thousand years, we've struggled to be free
Indian sympathizers killed in their sleep
Call me nigger-lover, mock me as I weep
Your dirty floors I will no longer sweep
The Spirit World witnesses all our tears
Here come the ghosts to dispel our fears
All the innocents who have been killed
Are now returning - prophecies will be fulfilled
And it won't matter that I'm white
I know who in this Hell I'm gonna fight
'Cause I know who my brothers and sisters are
They're standing right next to me
I don't have to look far
All these drugs are keeping them from hearing my words
They're all so impressed with their Cadillacs and their Fords
But the Animal Nations are feeling my heart
I've been with the little creatures from the very start
I'm not into bragging - Hell, I know I'm a bum
But not one of you fuckers can tell me I'm dumb
I guess we'll just sit back and see
How many kids set their minds free
Turn out the lights
Shut the whole system down
Cancel the flights
Watch that prick Dick Cheney frown
Hold him under water
Let all those bastards drown!
I love you my Mother
I love you my Brother
But I'm not like the Other
In my own tears you will smother
Psychotic sage pulls out his gun
He shoots it off into the air just for fun
Now where the hell can he run?
Fuck it, it's over and done
We've got a planet to save
Morpheus, I know we're The One
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