Intro/Verse: G Gaug Em Gaug
Bridge: G Gaug Em G7
Chorus: C Cm
This counterculture's counting sheep
content, we count along; italicize the z's but
the breeze that carried it has waned
stuck out at sea, ship sinking, oars stolen by charade campaigns
(and don't expect to get them back)
Treating people like they're dumb, manipulating them for fun, under that rhetoric they're scammers and they're scum and I can't take this anymore
I'd run away, forget the things I fled
and live alone inside my head
but this status quo has got to end
This fraud they call democracy
enriches psychopaths, commends conspiracy
those pigs in suits act out the common's tragedy
while they sit at their thrones, speech never will be free
(they're laughing while we lie in wait)
Until dissent isn't a brand but common discourse and demand, we need a plan, not these red herring ropes of sand 'cos I can't take this anymore
I'd run away, forget the things I fled
and solipsize away instead
but there's still some hope left to defend
Our insincerity's a cancer,
ground down, we're growing up
mistaking empty words for answers
to questions we don't ask enough
Enough's enough, we're getting too old for this stuff
the bricks that make this wall are tough,
but if we break them down maybe we'll rise up.
From the first deadened cowbell to the last dissonant guitar interval, Dutch quartet Geo's new record is shaped for impact. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 25, 2024