RetroAct — Of Man And Motorcycle

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Sippi’n ice tea on the african savanna
Where the antelope roam free
But I had to pay a gruesome fee
The only white man in the field
Suddenly a woman, naked to the eye
Yet, dressed well in sense
Runs through the field and climbs on a tree
And the lightning struck her down
But the fire was australian and the woman european
And the judge was just a tree
Never getting tired of the damage that required
Planning and discrepancy
So I tried to get my bike on the street before it died
And the judge was so amazed
So he put a little prickle in the tiers made it sizzle
And the fire cried out in grief

I’ve been traveling all these years
Long before it was seized
Fake’n and tricki’n and talking politician
To the animals and the trees

Never getting tired of these ruthless desires
Everything going cheap
But you and me we’re more like fleas
Then a godamn fucki’n sheep

On the very next day I woke up in a daze
Worries hanging down my hair
When I turned on the TV and I got this strange feeling
That all of this was a plan
They were covering the W.E.F and nuclear resets
And the russian gas plants
Spying on the sovereignty, faking our democracy
Lenin holding off his hat
So I grabbed a cigarette and I smoked it till the end
Exhaling my life away
But I didn’t really care cuz the future’s seeming bare
There’s nothing really left to save
So I got out in a hurry with the road as my attorney
The benevolent sky still gray
When I saw a group of vultures circling my Harley
In a fashion that seemed unfair

I’ve been traveling all these years
Long before it was seized
Fake’n and trick’n and talking politician
To the animals and the trees

Never getting tired of these ruthless desires
Everything going cheap
But you and me we’re more like fleas
Then a godamn fucki’n sheep