Story Behind The Song

Just watching the cause and effect of hate and the impact on the world and simple man.

Song Description

The simplest concepts of the basic person may have a better outlook on the big picture than the power brokers that control our destiny.

Lyrics

I got a lazy eye
And my pants button busted
When I straightened up the front of my shirt

I got a crooked tie
And a real tall shadow
Leanin' out upon the gravel and dirt

You want to take me down
I'm just a sneaky creepin' figure
And my soul is just as dirty as you

I hear the siren sound
And then I hide around the corner
Cause I'm sure to get the devil his due

Chorus;
Oh, and if I gamble with none other than my soul
To die is one thing but to live and lose control

It's hard enough to hear it so why you turn me down
God is the word and the rest of our sound

Exactly what you're hearin' is so wore out
We can keep peace just so long as we flood the drought
And then the hate we'll do without

Now I'm besid myself
Because my life is inconsistant
I just ramble like a leaf in the breeze

I gotta clarify
That I'm an easy goin' psycho
I just cruise around and do as I please

You wanna call me clown
I guess my clothes are kinda funky
And my hands are just as big as my shoes

I hear the siren sound
And then I sneak around the corner
Cause I'm sure to give the devil his news

Chorus

Intrumental

I hate the prejudice
I fight the world peace power
And we'll get it if we think we're the heart

We turn the volume up
And make it lap on many cultures
Cause the microphone's as sharp as a sword

Some words will cut you down
Some words wil make you up and happy
And some others will make you tremble and shake

See no philosophy
And not a mind will think with reason
To be violent is to make a mistake

Chorus