Sage Francis - Civil Obedience lyrics

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[Sage:]

You can't kill me, motherfucker

You can't kill me, motherfucker

You may try, but you will die

You can't kill me, motherfucker

Go to bed late, then I have to wake

Get to work, keep it goin, can't stop, can't take a break

Gotta get it done, in time for me to do the things I wanna do

But in the time I finished it, it's time for me to talk to you

And then explain what I do in my day, well

It's complicated and you say, "Pray tell"

And now we'll try, if I miss any details

Think about it later and send it in an email

'Cause my brain is on a loop, but there's a buzz

That I need to troubleshoot, not now

Gotta gotta get the work done

Last *item of the *day is turnin to the first one

I, never gonna never gonna

I, never gonna never gonna

I, ain't gonna ever gonna die

Huh, pedal to the medal, gonna get ahead

Gonna run another red light in the dead of the night

Lettin the light from my cellphone distract my eyes

Sexual text messagin' in my mind

Fingers are busy, but now I'm lookin in the mirror

Cause the people behind me, they're givin me the middle finger

I'll kill'em if they pull up any closer to my bumper

Short-tempered mother… shut your mouth!

Drinkin the coffee, now I'm dumpin it out

He's honkin the horn like "You wanna throw down"

He thinks, "Oh boy, you wanna go now"

I'm ready (I'm ready), for the typically cyclical simple civil obedience

Typically cyclical little simple civil obedience

Typically cyclical simple civil obedience

(di-di-di-difficult isn't it)

I'm a just man, with a company van

And a supervisor who just does a summary scan

And a coworker who's always like "just cover me man"

In the morning we all get in the huddle again

Like "Can we even make more money"

I wonder what the luxury is really taken from me

I don't even have to worry (ha-ha-ha-hiiii)

Typically cyclical simple civil obedience

Typically cyclical simple civil obedience

Typically cyclical simple civil obedience

Typically cyclical simple civil obedient people

Are gonna die, because they can't live my life

All eyes on the small guys makin small noise

In a small town with the small music men

They're just fall guys, in the law's eyes

Your voice is worth more than you know and you're not foolin anyone

I'm not a con-artist, your pencil and promises is eroding eraser tips

I'm sick of your colleges, expensive taste tester, "Spit that wine"

Excessive waste, yes, but it's that time

For me to get randomly checked again

Bored until you're marked with a blood-red pen

Water bottle sittin in my pocket and I'm walkin with a grin

Cause the liquid isn't permitted, I'm rippin up the ticket

For the lady at the counter as confetti in her face

Shoulda never let me in this place

Fly, fly boy in the brownest state

I feel I'm never gonna be let out the gate, because I'm a bomb

Yea I said it; cool, collected and calm

Maneuver through the computer to do a little song

My music got the charm, smoother than a cougar

Attack the mic and get on the intercom

Hello passengers, fellow activists, whether you're masochists

Mellow pacifists, tell those faxin it, it's no accident

By the end of this record, you're gonna know

Typically cyclical simple civil obedience

Typically cyclical simple civil obedience

Typically cyclical simple civil obedience

Typically cyclical simple civil obedient people

Are you listenin, love? We got a 30 for us

Can you hand me enough, can you hand me my stuff

Bout to move out this scary cemetery you trust

Livin just a little bit of it isn't nearly enough

Livin just a little bit of it isn't nearly justified

Because ah-ah-ah-I, ah-ah-ah-I am

Never gonna never gonna never gonna never gonna die

[Sage Speaking:]

I wanna kee- I wanna keep making things an-and death really is

is uh not to be part of my eh-eh-everyday activities

It's not to be in my music anymore, I don't want it there

It'll-it'll sneak its way in and out, but that's that's, we're beyond that

I mean de-de-death only as a concept is what matters and-and

god as a concept is-is-is one of those huge things to me

And to you, I know you, I know youuh much better than you think I do uhh

I hope we meet sometime, I'd love to shake your hand and um maybe get a kiss

uh right there, on my face

And uh I don't know maybe have sex a little bit