EPISODE · May 10, 2026 · 3 MIN
Under the Cover
from FRED STZ MUSIC · host FRED STZ
They’re counting missiles on TV Another general on his knees For oil, gold, a piece of land While lovers slip a gentle hand Wall Street eats another soul Politicians lose control But in my bedroom, shades pulled low We got a currency they’ll never know Why chase a war when you can chase a shiver? (hey!) Under the blanket, we’re rich as a river No tank, no bomb, no CEO Just skin on skin and the radio slow This is the anthem of the tangled feet Where funk is the prayer and the groove is the beat They sell us fear, they sell us hate A seven news at eight date But I’ve got a calendar of sighs And the map of your inner thighs Greed is a lonely, hollow game Power is a crutch and a shame But cuddles? That’s a coup d’état Against the generals of blah blah blah Why chase a war when you can chase a shiver? (hey!) Under the blanket, we’re rich as a river No tank, no bomb, no CEO Just skin on skin and the radio slow This is the anthem of the tangled feet Where funk is the prayer and the groove is the beat They say: “Be afraid. Buy. Obey.” I say: “Pass the pillow. Let’s delay.” You wanna change the world? Start with a slow grind. Kid Creole told me – Love is the only weapon that rewinds the mind. Under the cover… no general comes. Under the cover… we beat the drums. Not of war – of something sweeter. Come here, baby. I’m your secret leader. Give me the quilt, not the quarter (hey!) Give me the kiss, not the order (what!) Funk the bomb! Funk the bank! Under the covers is where we rank. Yeah… fade with brass lick and a sleepy sigh
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They’re counting missiles on TV Another general on his knees For oil, gold, a piece of land While lovers slip a gentle hand Wall Street eats another soul Politicians lose control But in my bedroom, shades pulled low We got a currency they’ll never know Why chase a war when you can chase a shiver? (hey!) Under the blanket, we’re rich as a river No tank, no bomb, no CEO Just skin on skin and the radio slow This is the anthem of the tangled feet Where funk is the prayer and the groove is the beat They sell us fear, they sell us hate A seven news at eight date But I’ve got a calendar of sighs And the map of your inner thighs Greed is a lonely, hollow game Power is a crutch and a shame But cuddles? That’s a coup d’état Against the generals of blah blah blah Why chase a war when you can chase a shiver? (hey!) Under the blanket, we’re rich as a river No tank, no bomb, no CEO Just skin on skin and the radio slow This is the anthem of the tangled feet Where funk is the prayer and the groove is the beat They say: “Be afraid. Buy. Obey.” I say: “Pass the pillow. Let’s delay.” You wanna change the world? Start with a slow grind. Kid Creole told me – Love is the only weapon that rewinds the mind. Under the cover… no general comes. Under the cover… we beat the drums. Not of war – of something sweeter. Come here, baby. I’m your secret leader. Give me the quilt, not the quarter (hey!) Give me the kiss, not the order (what!) Funk the bomb! Funk the bank! Under the covers is where we rank. Yeah… fade with brass lick and a sleepy sigh
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