Solar Flare 311

[Verse 1]
Not for lack of a gentle mother, I do lack a mental cover
It keeps on pounding my head, world order, water torture
Exhausted economics, every day just more comics
In a pissing contest that started out with atomic
Bombs, Mom, will they drop the bomb, will they
Think about their children's children being born with limbs missing
There's no one to call, you can't make them stall
I wanna feed them to each other 'cause I'm sick of 'em all

[Chorus 1]
How can't you see something's missing, is anyone listening?
We're shooting up flares, does anyone care?
They got this world locked down, bound and gagged
From the rez in Pine Ridge to that land in Bagdad
When did our leaders become bottom feeders?
We're shooting up flares, does anyone care?
They got this world locked down, bound and gagged
With constant fear and paranoia, toxins in our head

[Post-Chorus 1]
It's just something they know how to do
How to make everyone feel uncalm
The masses just take it while they turn the screws
Bring to a boil, add oil, then bomb
It's just something that we gotta fight
How to make everyone feel uncalm
Keep us distracted with fuel to ignite