Root Hog Or Die

Steaks is high
I’m still raising the bar
And I’ve never been higher
Here by the rising tide
And never forget
The watch make her most high
See Emerson go bobbing by
But hey, that’s life, America
As much as there could be
In the land of the dead
By America I include all the Americas
Unknown American self like the cyclops
Building walls
Blocking out rhetorical sunsets
As if the sun could ever set
It just shines as someone else
In your mind lies the cyclops
For a weapon of thunderbolts
Or helmets and tridents
I might give you a pen and paper
Myself a ten-dollar guitar
And with these weapons
We’re supposed to feed our rhetorical selves
Against our one true gorilla band
Shut up
Open your eyesight
Root hog or die
Shut up
Open your eyesight
Root hog or die
Would you believe
The only thing outside of capitalism
Is suicide and those are stakes
And you’ve got to fake it to make it
As long as you make it
But if you don’t fake it
Then who the devil’s gonna wanna make it
With you again
And he end of civilization could be far off
If you of all people
Were not receiving dark glances
From Salome’s handmades
Shut up
Open your eyesight
Root hog or die
You buy, I fly
Root hog or die
Shut up
Open your eyesight
Root hog or die
Shut up
Open your eyesight
Root hog or die
Root hog or die
You talk too much
You ain’t cool
'Cause you know the word
You ain’t hip
You’re just a drip
So none of your lip