As I gear towards a debut release, I've got this week's track fresh and just about ready.
This ain't no "piano only" track and there's no need to say "God, get the razors out" on this one. I'm excited about this one. Hope you all are too. It's gonna KICK YOUR ASSES COLLECTIVELY.
It's All Down To You
...
Stop thinking you're the king of the world and
You might just acquire friends.
Start betting on a winning horse and
You'll beat it 'till it's dead.
Stop lying to the Government,
They know where your family lives.
Keep buying foreign 'till you lose your job.
See how much the common-man gives.
Speak volumes to the sheep that walk
Upright, they've got phones in their ears.
Run headless and you'll twitch for a while.
Run scared, you've got so much to fear.
Give up, you've got no where to run.
The satellite is the new God.
Stand up and do something right.
Stand against - for once have an original thought
That they can't take away,
No matter what kind of prey
That they hunt everyday.
It's the words that you say
That rule the world in a way
They'll never understand
No matter how much they spend.
It's beyond their command,
It's what the people demand.
It's all down to you.
It's all down to...
Sparks fly on the fourth fourth of July
It's really missiles with your nuclear death.
Drug dealer been clean for so long.
Crooked cops plant an ounce of meth.
Towers fall and you wonder why.
We give 'em guns, they pay us in shots.
The world's running circles around us.
They all know everyone's laughing at us.
It's all down to you
It's all down to...
It's all down...
It's all down to you
It's all down to...
It's all down to...
...
Love and Ciao,
Trevor.
Sunday, August 3, 2008
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