Red Rover
from Bullrush by Two Eyes For The Dead
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lyrics
I said, ooh, Red Rover is gonna catch us all.
It picks on the poor until our strong are stumbling.
We get snared and netted by some other swells,
And no one can swim in the ocean because we're all stuck in this well.
So you stand at the bus stop to be fed or led in time.
"Red fish" and "blue fish" are gone -- old and new fish have left them behind.
Oh, we clock in and out of our own little job insecurities.
We bend, break, and pull ourselves up to be forced again
Down to our knees.
Trip home exhausted; collect dirt as pay;
Suit up to strip down -- it's just one more day.
What if i protest? What if i could walk? And
Leave behind the pantomime --
The burden i wanted so much.
Someday, I'll only be a junked male in a vintage shirt
Who‟s cycled through systems that lie about what I am worth;
My courses all drained on an angry floodplain of tears,
I'll be categorized by a fashionable tie as a puppet or worse.
You got to suit up to strip down, collect dirt as pay,
Come on and be a true believer now 'cause it's just one more day.
What if we could protest? What if we could walk
And leave behind this pantomime -- the burden that we 'wanted' so much?
It picks on the poor until our strong are stumbling.
We get snared and netted by some other swells,
And no one can swim in the ocean because we're all stuck in this well.
So you stand at the bus stop to be fed or led in time.
"Red fish" and "blue fish" are gone -- old and new fish have left them behind.
Oh, we clock in and out of our own little job insecurities.
We bend, break, and pull ourselves up to be forced again
Down to our knees.
Trip home exhausted; collect dirt as pay;
Suit up to strip down -- it's just one more day.
What if i protest? What if i could walk? And
Leave behind the pantomime --
The burden i wanted so much.
Someday, I'll only be a junked male in a vintage shirt
Who‟s cycled through systems that lie about what I am worth;
My courses all drained on an angry floodplain of tears,
I'll be categorized by a fashionable tie as a puppet or worse.
You got to suit up to strip down, collect dirt as pay,
Come on and be a true believer now 'cause it's just one more day.
What if we could protest? What if we could walk
And leave behind this pantomime -- the burden that we 'wanted' so much?
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Bullrush,
released 10 January 2012
Lyrics by Murphy. Music by Kuhlman/Murphy/Murray/Thompson
Lyrics by Murphy. Music by Kuhlman/Murphy/Murray/Thompson
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Two Eyes For The Dead explores hard rock music with the intention of creating songs that are part poetry and part epiphany. ... more Hailing from Minneapolis, MN, Two Eyes For The Dead aims to enlighten the ignorant and breathe relief into the lungs of the frustrated with a sonic core carrying molten emotion. less
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