dinsdag 26 juni 2018

There still ain't no travel ban on the dancefloor


The poisoned populist perspectives
the peepholes in our collective consciousness
the underdogs being denied coverage
the delusions of grandeur of the gloryhole demi-gods
and the claim that some cop in Arkansas actually saw a pig fly
but hey man, there still ain’t no travel ban on the dance floor.

Cultures being gutted by greed
the chaos of choice spread from an angry voice
blind conviction leading the redefinition
the patriot caught with his pants down
and well, hell might be freezing over
but there still ain’t no travel ban on the dance floor.

The disasterous diplomatic decision making
Mother Nature leaning back and waiting
in the end it will be the people quaking
the panic room propaganda
has got us all shaking
once in a blue moon orange faced political faking
but there still ain’t no travel ban on the dance floor.

(breakdown)

Religion in retrogradation
the spectre salivating over a smorgasbord of imaginary salvation
humanity held in a head lock
the hindsight that will haunt us in the all
too late hours
and maybe just maybe one day the sun will rise in the west
and maybe just maybe one day the sun will rise in the west
and maybe just maybe one day the sun will rise in the west…

but for now, boys and girls

there still ain’t no travel ban on the dance floor.


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