Pigeon

Music by CH Lyrics First to the facts of the matter there’s folks who matter and folks who don’t And just because I haven’t robbed someone yet doesn’t mean I can’t or won’t Still as long as I’m not hungry, entertained, uninflamed, or uniformed Then I’m just a head trying to get that bread and if I don’t I’ll go to war High score, top floor, tell me what you want more, peace or plenty, cos The hierarchy has got us thinking malarkey and it’s stark but it’s just us Not justice because it’s just the revanchist agenda of some Gray-faced schmuck with a little bit of luck who thinks that he’s above Like high times, these are bright times, aren’t you glad we innovate? Like drug tests for the desperate and the job all gone off state Consolidate for synergistic rates and EBITDA bottom line Tax inversion, got a new Excursion, drag my party right Signature strike right through the dotted line, I got a clause you won’t believe Set truth to lies, set fire to ICE, and then set the prisoners free Take it to the dome, ‘cause they tap your phone and just for metadata Assemble the troops, tie a necktie noose, and make for heads of state How many times have you woke up right and thought, well, this is it It’s a brand new day and everything’s in play, so let’s fire up this stuff Well don’t, that’s a dream, and it’s a pity and obscene, but the cartoon’s gotta stop Rich kids get clean water and the black kids get the cops Back to the facts of the matter is that some lives matter and some lives don’t Some people will die making pennies on the dime and others just get sold Exploiting the proles, when the polls have closed, I swear to god I’m free To hell with me, and the bosses I feed, and the gig economy, please