Lyrics Under the Storm - The LaFontaines

Under the Storm

It’s complicated, up to my knees in it,
And I pray please kill it, but it won’t go
So frustrated, I fell asleep dreaming,
Just as the clouds clear, I wake up under the storm
It’s blood red, the streets run with no cause,
Quick dash for quick cash, no pause
Round here, find a little rope,
Throw it in the sky, you can catch a little hope
And that’s real in effect,
Because that money seems to make a man, feel some respect
So tell me who’s spreading the butter?
Because I’m trying to make bread, but I’m stuck in the gutter
But they say it’s just a matter of time,
Every friday morning, about a quarter to nine,
When I’m standing in line, biding my time,
For that, one job, that they’re claiming is mine
And if it don’t come, then I’ll say that it’s fine,
Knowing that it’s straight back, to just writing a rhyme
No change in my pocket, not a penny or dime,
Just a fucked up economy, declining with time
It’s complicated, up to my knees in it,
And I pray please kill it, but it won’t go
So frustrated, I fell asleep dreaming,
Just as the clouds clear, I wake up under the storm
We built this from nothing, tell me I’m wrong,
You get showered with it, under the storm
We fight for this war, understand the cause,
Rewrite the whole chapter, and change the laws
So let the battle proceed, the greed we can’t stand,
Fuck your plan, I’m a one man band
I don’t need shit, not one mans hand,
If life is a beach, I’ll dance in the sand
Lets make it clear, believe that I can man,
Any beat or verse, I will rip it while I handstand
Chain me up, or shackle and beat,
I don’t fall with the weak, I march on my feet
Never tell tall tails, when I’m screaming on a beat,
So I’m aiming for the charts, but they feel it in the street
Same reason that they see me and they beep,
When they’re cruising in their jeep or there running in their fleet
It’s complicated, up to my knees in it,
And I pray please kill it, but it won’t go
So frustrated, I fell asleep dreaming,
Just as the clouds clear, I wake up under the storm
We were bred for the war, shackled and beat,
Watched the weak fall, we arose to our feet
Entertained the crowd, dominated the stage,
In truth, we ain’t nothing but puppets in a cage
Dignity gone, self respect lost,
Warned before, that this would come at a cost
When every fight dawns, and it could be your last,
A suspect reflection, draws over your past
Battle commences, bombard the toms,
Gun shot sounds, play rhythm to the songs
Warriors advance, tread new ground,
We mast flags on land we found.
Under siege, the calvary pulls near,
Militant force is replaced by fear
Men turn boys, as they hound us down,
But we stand tall, to guard our crown
It’s complicated, up to my knees in it,
And I pray please kill it, but it won’t go
So frustrated, I fell asleep dreaming,
Just as the clouds clear, I wake up under the storm