Moves Johnson - Babble On Lyrics

Talk, talk, talk it out
Ain't nobody talking now
Everybody scream and shout
It's diarrhea of the mouth
Build the tower higher with this uninspired rhetoric
Aggressively defensive of the whole conversation

It's the sound of people who don't look up
They call it intuition, but I know that it's luck
Oh, it's the sound of people and they don't give a f*ck
About anyone or anything at all

Walk, walk, walk around
They walk until they're tired out
Marching out in single file
The shuffle of the infantile
Muddy feet upon the street
And dirt under their fingernails
The cigarettes oblivious
To autumn wind and winter gales

It's the sound of people who don't look up
They call it intuition, but I know that it's luck
Oh, it's the sound of people and they don't give a f*ck
About anyone or anything at all

We might lose a few, but we got strength in numbers
A horde of zombies from the tomb just feeding off the others
Just ignore the fumes, throw more bodies on the fire
Brick by brick and stick by stick
We'll build this tower higher

It's the sound of people who don't look up
They call it intuition, but I know that it's luck
Oh, it's the sound of people and they don't give a f*ck
About anyone or anything at all