I stomp around in my seven League books stomp
fast as I can to stomp out corruption, famine, war
There is a picture, now many pictures of swims in oceans
Free of blood or dead migrants park like views from houses
Put to order free of slaves or soldiers this is peace alright
Fright, right we have it and they have nothing but more
Bombs being delivered on schedule to very well sought
Out targets, let’s bomb them back to the stone age
And we forget we forget we’re in it now! Just look
Our faces reflected in our screens too much
we watch the bodies be loaded too much death
While rockets missiles bombs are unloaded
There are no boundaries, no front, it is all ours
Let’s kill them all such a nuisance hell is other people
So we look out only for ourselves we be lucky
I talk funny about it. I am angry about being
In have a safe place to rest my broken body spirit
not so long we were laughing and drinking we
or me didn’t know how to dance so one invention
was the nns stomp or ns stomp to be inclusive
yes all those records were mine first one step
then a second harder
now that’s
the stomp
resist pacifist
singer songwriters
My brain
is off the chain
Here comes
The Train
My brain does not want to look a little harder
Nestle will sell us the water To wash blood
off our hands police armored Like legionnaires
we all hear force might as one solution, I lose
My breath again and again forever falling
Smashed on the rocks for doing wrong.