Chris Power - Trivial Lyrics

Grab the nearest citizen and crunch their f*ckin' temples in
Bone chips rippin' through their lips
Go grab another til every mother be childless
Torch a random house
Owner's screamin' faces defiled
Leave the planet wild and violent as it was founded
Toxic
Molten
Unsound
Startin' with your local town
Clique
Boom
Silent
Indiscriminate as a bull shop
In walks the china
Who ever said humanity's gotta win?
It's already over yo
We went quiet
Drunk off the rage of unemployment
Shitty bosses
Afraid to lose what little we have
Already lost track of my losses
Pauses?
No chance in hell
Pace is graded
Leave you nauseous
Cognisant enough to getcha paid
Fleece your pockets
Grease your sockets
Send you back to nose bleeds with promises of Kleenex packages
Private boxes
And all this and more won't cost you
Just the shipping
Paper
Your son and my new hairdo
Here's somethin' they don't share you:

Can't stop what's comin'
Can't stop knowin'
What you gonna do?

Me?
I start smokin'
Tokin' whatever I get cuz none of that good shit left
Factories factoring litigation in their budgets
Mob the owners
Throw 'em off the roof
Insurance gets the write-off death
Right of starvation
To die out of sight of a gullible nation
They call that shit comedy?
No wonder the crowd laughin' as we loot their pretty properties
String you scared pros up from your top floors
Vanities stained of hubris from a thousand CEOs too old to sneak on out the back door
Makin' use of their back bones
One way or the other
Fuel for the furnace
Turn up the burners of every stack on Earth til the sphere's poisoned drips
Pierces the whitest whale's frosted tips
Yo that'll learn us
Nah!
We long past learnin'
We's the modern f*ckin' miracle
Scared to admit in the grandest scheme we immaterial
Trivial
A glitch on a radar
Gotta face it sooner later yo

Ya can't stop what's comin'
Can't stop knowin'
What you gonna do?

Me?
I stop