On the underground

Tic toc, don’t stop, we gonna rock, on the underground.
Tic toc, baselines drop, lets drop in, on the underground.
Tic toc, don’t stop, asking questions that have no answers.
Tic toc, society stop, nuking the world and building on farmlands.

Society today is so fucking crazy, far to depressed and much to lazy.
Come on people it’s criminal, bankers greed, spills of oil and chemical.

Phat companies bringing profit for masters, but forget about global disasters.
Are we all slaves to our puppet masters?
Or do we proclaim to be FREE?

Tic toc, timer stopped, we see fire, on the underground.
Tic toc, terrorist plot, bombed the lot, on the underground.
Tic toc, don’t stop, asking questions that have no answers.
Tic toc, society stop, nuking the world and building on farmlands.

Pharmaceutical companies are making trillions.
People that take them, die by the millions.

Isn’t it time for a better way, where we help one another, not hide away.
It matters not your creed or religion, this is a must, a world wide decision.
We’ve got to come together to save this land, So I wrote it in a song to give y’all a hand.

Tic toc, bullets shot, drive by murders, on the underground.
Tic toc, cocaine block, smack and pot, on the underground.
Tic toc, don’t stop, asking questions that have no answers.
Tic toc, society stop, nuking the world and building on farmlands.

Oil Barrens hold us to ransom, whilst we fritter and sit here and moan.
We can’t be arsed to stand and be counted, but complain to our selves on our own.

Hours on Facebook, don’t give a second look, to a child dying cold and alone.
We sit in our cul-di-sac, As Africa’s homelands, are bulldozed and our food is grown.
Some of the world look, no food or a school book, and we are comparing our phones.

When will it come to an end?

Will we realise to late, when it’s to broke to mend?
If we act right now, I know we can fix it.
If we all try together somehow.

Tic toc, money rots, peace and love on the underground.
Tic toc, fair-trade shop, Oil for crops, on the underground.
Tic toc, don’t stop, asking questions that have no answers.
Tic toc, society stop, nuking the world and building on farmlands.

Tic toc, gonna block, any attempt on our rights to freedom.
Tic toc, capitalist shock, realise the bankers, we don’t even need em.
Tic toc, don’t stop, asking questions that have no answers.
Tic toc, society stop, nuking the world and building on farmlands.

By Stuart Otway-Smith

Remember we are the underground, you, me, everybody;
Everyone that does not consume the Earth for there selfish pleasures.
We are not consumers, we are beings of light, that live and breathe on an entity of life.

Live Long and Prosper; fellow Humans, Namaste!

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3 comments

  1. I think of you as a poet and a songwriter. Wait, maybe they’re the same thing. 😉

    Anyhow, your lyrics are deliriously delicious!

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