Boom Day - No Bird Sing

Grew up with a father who grew up in the south

Racism died, but the body still warm

Great great grandmother was born a slave

Chains went soft but her money got gone

Night got cold ‘ Rent got high

High went crack and a grown man rot

Pot went crime ‘ Peace went criminal

Similar to LSD, the less we know the better

Color doesn’t matter if we’re all in it together

Indebted to a master class and stay huddled in a mass of addicted infants

Up each other’s ass for a chance to fit in

But the pup got unplugged from the teet

Stopped pissing on your leg just to get a treat

Took a deep breath and smelled the milk, like

Scratch that syrup, I’ll take an ipecac — neat

Boom ‘ There goes another reason to consume

The gas fumes, the bathroom drugs

And the half moon hanging so low it tattoos your guilt

With fast food and pill

Cuz cash rules your will

Tell me what’s the color of your collar

It might determine the color of your sin

Or the number of your dollars

So follow no leaders ‘ No kings

They all so elitist ‘ Every time we rise up

They put a bottle between us and let us FIGHT

Over poison or unemployment

Any the vices we might just fill the void with

They numb the voices ‘ Tongue is voided

Got their cross-hairs on the young and boisterous

Get up or get get get get down

911 ‘ 666 ‘ your town

Pick a side ‘ Where you gonna hide when they both fail?

How long before the snake swallows its own tail?

Orange, white, or blue ‘ A collar is still a collar

Orange, white, or blue ‘ Your collar is still a collar, sir

Orange, white, or blue ‘ A collar is still a collar

What c-color are you?

‘ What c-color are you?