[Verse 1: Brer Rabbit]
Circle up, circle up
Civil servant serpents
Peace we demanding to serve it up
Stirrups on our certainty
The tide will turn we’re turning up
We're turning tides no turning us
The tide is high the term is up
And don’t look now the surf is up
The surge is us
When the sickness is pervasive
'Cause I can see the sails of conquistadors and slave ships
The vectors lie adjacent
And spread by our complacence
Our media rephrases their pain as entertainment
Cuz fire and the flame is old claims exasperation
And by subtle name the slave is just an entertainer
And the field and stage are gauges of containment
The streets change to graves
When the titans clash
To reinstate their status
Hate us but no we’re not stopping
Could not be flummoxed by lynch mob of hobgoblins
So bring your mastodons and man of wars
Dodge them like a matador
We at the door of corporate greed
We're calling up a quarantine
Circle up, circle up
Civil servant serpents
Peace we demanding to serve it up
Stirrups on our certainty
The tide will turn we’re turning up
We're turning tides no turning us
The tide is high the term is up
And don’t look now the surf is up
The surge is us
When the sickness is pervasive
'Cause I can see the sails of conquistadors and slave ships
The vectors lie adjacent
And spread by our complacence
Our media rephrases their pain as entertainment
Cuz fire and the flame is old claims exasperation
And by subtle name the slave is just an entertainer
And the field and stage are gauges of containment
The streets change to graves
When the titans clash
To reinstate their status
Hate us but no we’re not stopping
Could not be flummoxed by lynch mob of hobgoblins
So bring your mastodons and man of wars
Dodge them like a matador
We at the door of corporate greed
We're calling up a quarantine
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