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Crouched here,
In my missile, defenseless
Comfortable,
Watching bullets wash over my metal
From my standpoint,
It’s not at all like Hell
Cuz I’m numb to it now,
And there’s no telling how
It came to this
This anti-bliss,
I can’t even make a fist but I’m restless as hell
So get me outta this chamber ring the bells and glory glory
I’ll tell you a story, fairly boring and barely starting:
How I made it past the parting, past the thwarting waves to save my life.
(I was in a bad place, terrifically deep below the surface of what people call “reality”, don’t mind if I mix my metaphors sometimes it’s called for.)
Get up now,
Jump on top of the ones who keep you down
Get up now,
Jump on top of the ones who keep you down
And if you don’t know how,
Just watch the ones who know how to get it done
Cuz broadly speaking, sometimes fighting back can be a lot of fun
I promise not to give you any specific information about my life,
While I quite generically wax over a few of my most intense gripes
On second thought, I pledge not to wax at all
I’ll just hand it over, all my frustration in a hardened little ball
No specifics: just the absolute escape of scream
Not so angry now, just toss it out there, remember we’re a team
I’ll catch your rage, play hot potato, just lettin off some steam
It’s never a cliche when my baby gets mad at the machine
Get up now,
Jump on top of the ones who keep you down
Get up now,
Jump on top of the ones who keep you down
And if you don’t know how,
Just watch the ones who know how to get it done
Cuz broadly speaking, sometimes fighting back can be a lot of fun
So listen here, my ecstasy is a kind of rageful empowerment
It’s all rather generic, when you’re a general heretic
What’ve you got for me to stand against, I’m fenced in
And I wanna make broad, sweeping rebellion just to make sure that I’m tellin him
About the furious merriment sentiment, dadaistic blissful ballistics
And if I had to pin it down, I think I’d mostly blame the clown
Who drugged me up in such high doses, contributed to my psychosis
Which cost me a job as the economy tanked, which was especially thanks
To the lunatistically capitalistic, deregulatedly financially fascistic
False derivative-deriving selfish and conniving economic mystics
And in the midst of this, I’m unemployed with a sickness
So I thought, louder and louder, till I whispered louder and louder, till I mumbled louder and louder, till I spoke, louder and louder, till I affirmed, louder and louder, till I yelled, louder and louder, till I shouted, louder and louder, till I screamed, louder and louder, till I lost my voice a hundred billion times, and it was just the sound of prison bars struck like chimes
Get up now
Jump on top of the ones who keep you
Jump on top of the ones who keep you down
Get up now
Jump on top of the ones who keep you
Jump on top of the ones who keep you down
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