Tryna catch my breath in Japanese Zen Gardens
Mother Nature choose if she gon use her presidential pardon
She is scarred enough from massive disrespect by corporations
By a certain greedy few who use their wealth as their salvation
Humans thinking we're the rocks that make the ripples in the sand
But if that's true, then why we only look at where the f*ck we stand
And not the plethora of granules surrounding us, our predecessors
Easier to forget, the past confounding us, we're predilectors
Maybe I should take a breather and shut up and let Ghoulio instrumentalize
But we're killing nature, replacing my pupils with dollar signs to compartmentalize
Is not how I run thangs - mattafact that just isn't an option
I used to want one of them son thangs, but it's hard just to think bout adoption
Earth's a concoction
I'm being idealist, classic no bite but a barkalot
But maybe America shouldn't be covered primarily in f*ckin parking lots
And maybe just maybe it shouldn't protect Big Oil instead of its residents
And then when a pipeline burst and shit hit the fan there shouldn't be hesitance
Instead we built the Dakota Pipeline to be backed by a maniac president!
I'M FUCKING ZEN!
(Calm down, Paul, calm down
I'm not, ahh, I'm f*ckin' ZEN!)
Tryna catch my breath in Japanese Zen Gardens
Bonsais manicured, nature is an art, man
There's nothing more soothing than the sound of a brook
Moving slowly, super calmly, you're abound by the look
Of the detailed, picture perfect, pruned up foliage
I tell you that's much better for my soul than the rollie is
Life in the city, it is gritty and it's concrete
Planting shit in the pavement after means we've gone beyond deep
I'm lovin the sentiment but here's a notion - f*ck off to all the developers
Who lining their pockets and ruining cities and acting as ennui envelopers
Not even consulting, gentrifying is f*cking insulting
If we give corporations the rein and the trust, 1984 is resulting
And I find it revolting, how people can switch off their morals just for the cashflow
I'd like to take every fat cat, stand em in one place and get a big lasso
And ask them if it was worth it, tryna get kids on tobacco
Build a pyre and set it ablaze, bye bye to you evil assholes
Our planet is being pushed to the brink of destruction and this is our last hope
I'm f*cking zen...
Yeah right
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English
Tryna catch my breath in Japanese Zen Gardens
Mother Nature choose if she gon use her presidential pardon
She is scarred enough from massive disrespect by corporations
By a certain greedy few who use their wealth as their salvation
Humans thinking we're the rocks that make the ripples in the sand
But if that's true, then why we only look at where the f*ck we stand
And not the plethora of granules surrounding us, our predecessors
Easier to forget, the past confounding us, we're predilectors
Maybe I should take a breather and shut up and let Ghoulio instrumentalize
But we're killing nature, replacing my pupils with dollar signs to compartmentalize
Is not how I run thangs - mattafact that just isn't an option
I used to want one of them son thangs, but it's hard just to think bout adoption
Earth's a concoction
I'm being idealist, classic no bite but a barkalot
But maybe America shouldn't be covered primarily in f*ckin parking lots
And maybe just maybe it shouldn't protect Big Oil instead of its residents
And then when a pipeline burst and shit hit the fan there shouldn't be hesitance
Instead we built the Dakota Pipeline to be backed by a maniac president!
I'M FUCKING ZEN!
(Calm down, Paul, calm down
I'm not, ahh, I'm f*ckin' ZEN!)
Tryna catch my breath in Japanese Zen Gardens
Bonsais manicured, nature is an art, man
There's nothing more soothing than the sound of a brook
Moving slowly, super calmly, you're abound by the look
Of the detailed, picture perfect, pruned up foliage
I tell you that's much better for my soul than the rollie is
Life in the city, it is gritty and it's concrete
Planting shit in the pavement after means we've gone beyond deep
I'm lovin the sentiment but here's a notion - f*ck off to all the developers
Who lining their pockets and ruining cities and acting as ennui envelopers
Not even consulting, gentrifying is f*cking insulting
If we give corporations the rein and the trust, 1984 is resulting
And I find it revolting, how people can switch off their morals just for the cashflow
I'd like to take every fat cat, stand em in one place and get a big lasso
And ask them if it was worth it, tryna get kids on tobacco
Build a pyre and set it ablaze, bye bye to you evil assholes
Our planet is being pushed to the brink of destruction and this is our last hope
I'm f*cking zen...
Yeah right
Mother Nature choose if she gon use her presidential pardon
She is scarred enough from massive disrespect by corporations
By a certain greedy few who use their wealth as their salvation
Humans thinking we're the rocks that make the ripples in the sand
But if that's true, then why we only look at where the f*ck we stand
And not the plethora of granules surrounding us, our predecessors
Easier to forget, the past confounding us, we're predilectors
Maybe I should take a breather and shut up and let Ghoulio instrumentalize
But we're killing nature, replacing my pupils with dollar signs to compartmentalize
Is not how I run thangs - mattafact that just isn't an option
I used to want one of them son thangs, but it's hard just to think bout adoption
Earth's a concoction
I'm being idealist, classic no bite but a barkalot
But maybe America shouldn't be covered primarily in f*ckin parking lots
And maybe just maybe it shouldn't protect Big Oil instead of its residents
And then when a pipeline burst and shit hit the fan there shouldn't be hesitance
Instead we built the Dakota Pipeline to be backed by a maniac president!
I'M FUCKING ZEN!
(Calm down, Paul, calm down
I'm not, ahh, I'm f*ckin' ZEN!)
Tryna catch my breath in Japanese Zen Gardens
Bonsais manicured, nature is an art, man
There's nothing more soothing than the sound of a brook
Moving slowly, super calmly, you're abound by the look
Of the detailed, picture perfect, pruned up foliage
I tell you that's much better for my soul than the rollie is
Life in the city, it is gritty and it's concrete
Planting shit in the pavement after means we've gone beyond deep
I'm lovin the sentiment but here's a notion - f*ck off to all the developers
Who lining their pockets and ruining cities and acting as ennui envelopers
Not even consulting, gentrifying is f*cking insulting
If we give corporations the rein and the trust, 1984 is resulting
And I find it revolting, how people can switch off their morals just for the cashflow
I'd like to take every fat cat, stand em in one place and get a big lasso
And ask them if it was worth it, tryna get kids on tobacco
Build a pyre and set it ablaze, bye bye to you evil assholes
Our planet is being pushed to the brink of destruction and this is our last hope
I'm f*cking zen...
Yeah right
Writer: Q. Cerabino
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