(Recorded Voice) You are to the heartbeat of the Sage
Sage posses the newest and most revolutionary in split second presentation As well as second calculation To the future of America The defense techniques of had to be discovered now But Sage needed more than New concepts, new tools, new By analyzing the past, Sage can project the future
(Sage Francis) I used to think that had it figured out
Brass Monkey, St. Ides, Old English, and Guiness Once a man twice a boy with a choice of vice or of spite Not enough poisons to pick to this life Now I suicide was a suburban myth
I see my own hands being the ones I'm murdered with That is until I travelled world a bit I understand now if I lose my nerve I'll get the to do it!
She heard the but preferred the person, she's worth it The only one I left behind the curtain to work Pushin' buttons and with levers stay together as long as I'm honest in my songs (Radio) Suckers never this Scared shitless of dismissing clear channel Poorly developed, yet highly The black music intertwined with the white line dance
(Recorded Voice) Supersonic, super destructive, unresistable On the job, around the clock, with 24 a day reliability
Constantly monitoring, pulse-taking, Into a continuous flow of interpretation, which be understood at a glance
(Sage Francis) not only a time I'm kept Busy with and cold shakes Sitting on snow to be delivered some soulmates
Or Lift and tuck my fate for levels
Fill my body till they send me an empty with the head of devils My resembles the smell of flowers from life, placed in a vase Sits and wilts and watch 'em dies in the name of mistakes That we all that we're getting by treating ourselves wrong Throw me a reindeer John party And ill be there bells on Hell So if he calls the hall still got the gall To the victory on biggie smalls strip malls
To clubs slip drugs Into the drinks kids love us to drink up and get buzzed This is the buzz kill into the saddle from the dust kicked up in the uphill battle With my guns drawn and out Pointed the couthouse I sort out words from my war torn I disassociate the actions with their
Songs from "ends their means" mentality I'm bleeding Give me a bandaid a that can play A fanbase with hearing aids and a like a hand grenade I pull the over their vision the pin and push it in 'em Using as a pin cusion A villian With some war paint and jokes in poor taste We'll see who laughs last all the way to banks
(Recorded Voice) Ready to take over in a matter of to the future of America Sage has protection too (Come on come on, it feel it) The protection which comes with the weapons of retaliation But is this enough?
(Sage Francis) (I was) I was B-boyin' in my former
Singing all the songs at Now I'm don't let nobody Through the door in the hotel I'd wear Armani if endorse me So who are poor can rob me Then sex me up Color me confused when they paint issues black and
Resuscitate their grey matter back to life It's my destiny she me she beckons She left me for but death didnt want no sloppy seconds I'm fresh
Our freedom kissed the for their political dissent Like *mwah* I do it tongue this time And take that bovine out your wine And take that statue to the lab it was created at Your masses yearning to breath free 'em back! Your tempest-tossed to me 'em back! The U-S-A has
(Recorded Voice) And as as we're on guard As long as we're to look ahead To ahead The future of America is