So Far to Go - Jehst

All we got is ideas and dreams, man.)

We’ve come so far

But we’ve got so far to go

Yo, stereotypes define us, vices delight us

Lifeless zombies

Dragging our feet through the detritus

Trying to decipher, put my soul on the page

My life’s on the line

The light that I shine in the darkest of times

Exposing the plight of the marginalised

City nights vibrant, the sex and the violence;

These are the things prevalent in my environment

Hopeless addiction, moments of crisis

Hidden from sight like spy planes' high-tech cloaking devices

Smoking the pipe is

One way of life where the rodents and mice live

Following the pied piper’s song

In the rat race for the wong

Wizard with a white beard waving a wand

Like boom-bada-boom, now everybody gone

Buzzed in the spell

Magic in my hands

Life is what happens when you’re making other plans

Magic in my hands

Life is what happens when you…

We’ve come so far

But we’ve got so far to go

We’ve come so far

(There's a fucking jungle out there when you get outdoors)

But we’ve got so far to go

(And there’s snow coming round, check the weather reports)

Oblivion

Reap the seeds that we sow

Come so far, but we’ve got so far to go

Stay acquainted

But the truth’s so hard to know

Can’t relate to the route

Because the path that you choose is your own…

There’s a fucking jungle out there when you get outdoors

And there’s snow coming round, check the weather reports

Yeah, every episode’s the same

Cocaine to the brain put you on a higher plain

White lines to the face

Trying to escape

I’m write the guide to recognising my saints

They say there’s a time and place

But the time is right now, and the place is where I’m based

Graduate from the powder to the base

No power in your life, no flowers in a vase

Forbidden fruit’s so sour to the taste

Hear the sound of the police, every hour it’s a chase

No change

Empty rhetoric on a poster with a token black

You better obey

Slay any righteous man who get in the way

Who led 'em astray?

No regular wage

Just a head full of rage, hand on the twelve-gauge

Take a stand on the world stage

They say the good die young

So who’s the bad guy if only the rich reach old age?

We’ve come so far

But we’ve got so far to go

We’ve come so far

(There's a fucking jungle out there when you get outdoors)

But we’ve got so far to go

(And there’s snow coming round, check the weather reports)