Napalm

We’d pay the fee to see you guzzle down the cattle fodder
Hose down the gullet, turn it on: tell me, how much you want?
Don’t listen to Madonna, we came up from the bottom
The sum of every choice will end up on our sons and daughters
Post-quarantine haircut has got to get me looking so fresh
So light it up just like the ATF did David Koresh
Why should I even bother? Give up, conform, or barter?
Might catch me ballin' like I robbed The Wealthy Barber
But you know you’re about to flip when you got the coal
From a guy trading bronze for some gold, dancing under the napalm
I’ll be dancing under the napalm
And when the lights go out I’m burning 'till the rain’s gone
Under the napalm, I’ll be dancing under the napalm
And when the lights go out I’m burning 'till the rain’s gone
Picked up a rock to see who could throw the thingy farther
Ended up bashing out each other’s brains and getting nowhere
We keep on blowing hot air, we know the world is not fair
And yet we sit around and dictate from a spinning armchair
No room for less than what we came for, we serve only the best
A coward looking like a champion in a bullet-proof vest
See, up is down, I’m aware, the revolution’s out there
I could have missed you, but I did not see you there
But you know you’re about to flip when you got the coal
From a guy trading bronze for some gold, dancing under the napalm
I’ll be dancing under the napalm
And when the lights go out I’m burning 'till the rain’s gone
Under the napalm, I’ll be dancing under the napalm
And when the lights go out I’m burning 'till the rain’s gone
Nothing to do but stare it down and calm the waters
Nothing to lose by sifting through the cattle fodder
We might find a clue, I hope so
Or beam me up and fly me far away
Under the napalm, I’ll be dancing under the napalm
And when the lights go out I’m burning 'till the rain’s gone
Under the napalm, I’ll be dancing under the napalm
And when the lights go out I’m burning 'till the rain’s gone