Missin the sunny days, munchin on Frito Lays,
And soaking up the taste of freedom gone to waste.
Listenin to the man, watchin my ass expand,
And wanting to take a stand but
Not knowing if I can, I said
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Oh, what went wrong?
What happened to our once proudest song?
When did we so foolishly decide
To let our pride fall aside?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
We’re in fragments, watching 2-D beauty pageants,
Digital addicts fanatic for the static magnet.
Outta habit update the status, upload the name game
In the same frame while I remain stagnant.
State of lukewarm panic, numb to the tragic,
And slave to the automatic,
Escape is on demand, I’m not a hologram,
Everybody’s got a vision, who the hell has got a plan?
Maybe when I’m old enough, maybe when I’m rich enough,
Maybe when I’m 87, then I’ll really live it up,
Psh, we wait for fate to get its plate before we digging in,
Might be polite but man this life is not cotillion,
This is a call to all to crack your exoskeletons,
Wander out the jagged shell and back to what is relevant.
We are the element that formulates the fiction,
Celebrate ability and take what was given.
Chorus
Chorus
credits
from Leopard Shepherd,
released June 16, 2012
Guitar/Vocals: Andrew Levin
Bass/Rap Vocals: Tim "Earthling" Brochier
Sam Kellerman: Drums
Scott Jespersen: Piano