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White Man's Burden
02:34
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Another year, same winter of discontent
Another song, my lungs are almost spent
Should I really worry about it?
White man’s burden, lame desires
When on basements we talked about urban fears
I lived on a mountain and it bored me to tears
Should I really worry about it?
In the morning a new band’s forming
The streets they yawn with me,
our modern slavery begins, ain’t that mean?
The hobo sings to me
“the agony of living won’t bring me down”;
Should I really worry about it?
In the morning a new band’s forming
Have you ever heard the grass is always greener on the other side?
Now step inside this hole and hide
It’s becoming clear the western world revolves ‘round prejudice and pride
So let’s shake things up or wave goodbye
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The Hoax
03:06
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Create an enemy
And make it as hateful as can be
Dress it up in clothes and wrap it up in smoke
Fear’s always been their friend
And they will use it right ‘till the end
They’ll dream up a threat, tell another joke
I’m sick and tired of this same soundtrack
Why do you dance it when it’s a cheap composition
by the same authority you waive your mind
and in this smoggy town
no one here gets out alive
A monument to a thief:
“remember him for what he did”
til we realize that this game is rigged
You turn on the TV
A mass distraction, the powers that be
And if you spread a hoax, you better make it big
Don’t believe a word cause it’s made to deceive you
and if you dig deeper you’ll sink like a stone
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2005 hearing voices that screamed:
“kid you’re looking depressed”, this one’s not about me
It’s about a girl on the coast at the age of sixteen,
feeling shameful and somewhat confused:
One night after a party waiting for a cab,
3 girls pulled up next to me I thought it was rad,
I was supposed to get home later I don’t know how
but we drove off nothing to lose
Yesterday’s fear has passed today’s here,
now I see no gender
only joy
After that morning the days passed quite slow
I was hanging up posters for a shitty show
On the street where she worked and I hung out in hope
of seeing her sometime soon
I had some doubts about telling my Mum
and I found myself hiding it from my closest ones
Even when they found out I didn’t kiss her when about
I was just interrupting myself
Yesterday’s fear has passed today’s here,
now I see no gender only love
Years tumble down now I shout it out loud
There’s just one flag of which I’m proud
They fill their mouths with “normality”,
but I’m not sure of what that really means
Years tumble down now I shout it out loud
2018, I still don’t get why
you can still be judged on who you wanna fuck
Yesterday’s fear has passed today’s here,
now I see no gender only joy
now I see no gender only love
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