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i am the dissident poetician...i tear down fences with sardonic sardines and metaphysical cucumbers

Sunday, January 03, 2016

TREADING SHALLOW WATER AT CRONULLA BEACH

I really hate people sometimes, their apathy makes me wanna commit property crime and get high
They never question why, happily consuming meat pies, as corporations take them for a ride, cracking the leather
The end is nigh for those who are dead inside, when was the last time they truly tried to make the world better?
Brought up on disinformation and a diet of coca-cola and McDonald's, always searching for new sensations
When There's savings to be had, their passion reaches fever pitch, the enemy is inflation
What kind of life is it that they lead, heads in the sand and minds consumed by greed
While millions struggle to feed their families, farmers forced to buy back seeds
From corporations who own the patents to suicide genes, selfish memes, it's fucking obscene
We're a generation of passive consumers, bought off by the illusion that we're free, unable to see
That we are traitors to your friends and families, traitor to the people who meet our survival needs


ALWAYS TREADING IN SHALLOW WATER
WE'RE COMPLACENT FOR EVER AFTER
NOTHING MATTERS ALL THAT MUCH
EXCEPT HOW MUCH BLING WE GOT ON OUR CUFFS



I feel alone all of the time, as I wander through my indignant mind, wondering why
People never ask real questions, they'd rather kill brain cells in an afternoon session
Spent ingesting fire water, bricks and mortar, better go to church to make a confession
Hatred in ours hearts, brainwashed from the start to be suspicious of the other
We live in a land full of bigots, ignorant idiots, out to condemn those who are different
"Not in my backyard" mentality, death to all refugees, they don't suffer like we suffer
I would never choose to be that way, can't pretend that I'm not incensed, that's why I'm a dissident

Sick and tired all the bullshit, would rather take another hit of opium wisdom, the essence of freedom
I can see the trees among the mist as I raise my clenched fist, everything happens for a reason
There are no accidents in this world, we are all afforded our affluence at the expense of others
People are starving because of our insatiable gluttony, that's why they suffer


ALWAYS TREADING IN SHALLOW WATER
WE'RE COMPLACENT FOR EVER AFTER
NOTHING MATTERS ALL THAT MUCH
EXCEPT HOW MUCH BLING WE GOT ON OUR CUFFS



I'm a man on a mission to open up minds, to incite thought crime through my acerbic rhymes
People defend exploitation as if it were the natural order of things, ignorant elation
Always looking for excuses to defend their bosses, wouldn't want them to make any losses
Otherwise they'll be forced to cut costs by slashing jobs or by reducing wages
They don't give a fuck about you, only out to get rich from us, in them we trust
We need to reclaim our minds before we go bust, please wake up to what's taking place in the world around us
It's a nasty place, full of clones and yuppie wannabes, yes we are all consumed by the rat race
Wouldn't want to lose face, that's why we take bullets for our enemies, in whose name we sacrifice, keep playing their game
We always act with haste in a faceless city that's so fast paced, think we're at the end of the maze, but we've all got insane


ALWAYS TREADING IN SHALLOW WATER
WE'RE COMPLACENT FOREVER AFTER
NOTHING MATTERS ALL THAT MUCH
EXCEPT HOW MUCH BLING WE GOT ON CUFFS

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