Herb & Jellyfish - Bite the Hand Lyrics

If opinions are like assholes, I'm the dog who wants to sniff them all
Stay up late analyzing all the network vitriol
Frustration with my nation the reasons are ethereal
OCD is just three letters but the words make nine syllables

They canonize the brands to fill all the open hands
Tip justice's scales, then they strip us all naked before setting bail

Pacings always racing, blood unusually thin
Appropriation is inflating economical sins
Well it's a white man's game its one that even I don't wanna win

Bite the hand that feeds you may you never eat again
Bite the hand that feeds you, feel the adrenaline
Bite the hand the feeds you, an unusual stance
Stop preaching at us singer, we wanna dance, dance
We wanna dance, dance

Senators trying but outnumbered by lust
All these special interest lobbies they're a vacuum of trust
Moral aptitude involves the tossing of stones
While our future bears the burden of congressional tomes

Well my ears are listening for the choir to sing of "change"
While the tongues of all us singers are only busy casting blame

Why do you just stand there...? Why do you just stand there...?
When you could, when you could, when you could dance, dance