Lyrical Tease

Riding in my tank, I might call an air strike
Some might say that’s unsportsman-like
Sometimes I make mistakes, but there’s nothing I can do
’cause you gotta kill them before they kill you
Salute me, prosecute me, why not just take my gun and shoot me,
Cause I don’t think I’ll make it out alive..

Lyrical Tease
I wanna free you like a hurricane frees the wind
I wanna lead you back before original sin
I wanna lift you beyond your purgatory
I’m gonna make you my bedtime story

Lyrical Tease
What did I miss? Nothing much:
People still get born, and then they get old,
while OJs’ search for the killers has grown pretty cold.
What did I miss? Nothing much:
the Macarena, and Double Dutch, nothing much.

Lyrical Tease
I’ve got 500 channels of hi-def TV, Dis-information in crystal clarity,
The rise of American idiocy, Home of the neo-con consent factory,
in my so-called democracy

Lyrical Tease
Daddy, why’s a man gotta where a hood?
Let’s just say he’s up to no good
Daddy, why’s a man gotta ride at night?
He hates hisself so much, he’s trying to feel right
Daddy, why’s a man hanging from a tree?
Why that’s no man, that’s an angel set free

Lyrical Tease
It happens every time I start the mating waltz
The Love Arrow flies, but Cupids’ aim is false
He always misses her, while my heart is struck
I’m Cupids’ sitting duck; this is why life sucks

Lyrical Tease
I’m not an educated man, I work with my hands, but there’s one thing that I know:
Big Business eats all the donuts, then leaves us with the holes
C’mon, give us a little justice, along with all the larceny
Then I’ll know life was meant for living beyond its warranty
How come “10,000 CEOs laid off” is a headline we’ll never see?

Lyrical Tease
I’m no ordinary visionary, my hindsight’s 20-20
I can tell you tomorrow what you did wrong today
I’m no ordinary visionary, if you read between my lines, you’ll see
The advice I give to everyone else is really meant for me