Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Warlike, artist - Remedy Drive. Album song The North Star, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 11.01.2018
Record label: Remedy Drive
Song language: English
Warlike |
| Keep your m? |
| out of my kids skin |
| Keep your chemicals out of my oxygen |
| Keep your chemo out of my blood stream |
| Keep your? |
| and your war machine |
| My street by the first and the strongest |
| And that street a military conquest |
| You can’t take the prophets out of context |
| You can’t love mercy if you love conquest |
| I’m not joking here |
| Uh |
| Something’s broken here |
| I just hope it’s clear |
| It’s just smoke and mirrors |
| They’re just stokin' fears |
| They’re just racketeers |
| It’s a thin veneer |
| They’re just ticklin' ears |
| Strong man said lets steal their ore and cheer them on |
| Strong man said lets scorch the soil of the children |
| Strong man why you celebrate the talk of war crimes? |
| That don’t belong man |
| I’m not a fan of air bombs and land mines |
| Demi gods — like demagogues — like warlords |
| White collar frauds |
| In New York suits or in camouflage |
| Either way it looks the same |
| Its a corruption — it’s a con job |
| Why are we so warlike |
| Why are we so warlike |
| Clear cut — landfill — oil spill — strip mine |
| They’re draining out the essence of my soil through a pipeline |
| So more like a flood going toxic from the start |
| It’s oil and not blood flowing through your dark heart |
| Where is the justice here? |
| Uh |
| They’re just profiteers |
| Special interest got their ears |
| But we need our opiates |
| And our titanium |
| We displace the masses |
| With cocaine and uranium |
| Building industry on the backs of the exiles and the enslaved |
| Just like back home in the good ol' days? |
| Is this a blood diamond |
| I can’t tell |
| Blood? |
| are in my cell phone |
| How did we accumulate so much wealth |
| Well, the war criminal is myself |
| Oh. |
| Why are we so warlike |
| Why are we so warlike |
| The shrimp boats |
| The Kun Kun |
| The Carper |
| The Coffee |
| The gold? |
| The cotton? |
| Why am I brining it up |
| Again and again |
| I’m giving them the sugar cane |
| It’s still the same |
| We’re looking the other way today |
| It feels like we’ve forgotten |
| Without the demand |
| There’d be no need for supply |
| There’s blood on your hands |
| Man |
| And there is a plank in your eye |
| You don’t look a thing like Jesus Christ to me |
| You look like self-righteous apathy |
| You look like entitlement and supremacy |
| Ye who tread on the weak |
| To defend the wealthy |
| You talk so casually |
| Of the less |
| Battles, backs and schisms |
| Can’t you see the causalities |
| Of your hyper nationalism |
| Ahh |