Standing on the ground, under thundercloud Don't know about what they are talking loud I’m between two mobs, each one is inviting Nobody knows the battle I'm fighting I’m piling up energy for a lightning To blow everything that is ugly and frightening Mob to the left, mob to the right And everyone scream that I need to fight
There is something mysterious In this stereo I'm so serious They are so serious I am delivering Only delirium They are delivering Only delirium
Hanging from the cloud above this grimy ground Don’t understand this capricious crowd They don’t like halos, they don’t like horns Acting like kings and queens of porn Deliberate attempt to provoke conflict - They do not forget after to contradict Mob to the left, mob to the right Everyone told me to be polite
Can you rise up When you fall down Put your hands in the soil And rise up
Listening to the crowd – can’t you see them proud Don’t know about what they are crying out loud I got no obvious reason to stay My speech didn’t sway, your speech didn’t sway A plenty of secrets for you to unveil A plenty to say but word are the same I didn’t have time, I am trampled down I swapped my face with the mask of a clown I would sell everything and buy everything Dealers always know when you are feigning Hounds in your mind, maggots in your brain You got a wide choice of mire to gain Where is your anger, ain’t you pissed? “We have replaced ourselves with a wish list” Mob to the left, mob to the right Need to separate into black and white