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werd – then there’s this.. lyrics

i saw the ica stones, the baghdad battery,
the coso artifact, i back tracked gradually,
antikythera mechanism, nope, no fantasy,
and all these things made me question my sanity,
the klerksdorp spheres, the voynich m-n-script,
the dropas, bayan-kara and some russian scientists,
stuff i thought i knew, started to slide…
like the pyramid of gaza really has 8 sides?
d-mn, history is useless, or looping,
does that explain the fisher canyon shoe print?
i’m looking for truth and, common sense a nuisance,
can’t make up my mind so inside it’s confusion,
but, that’s a good thing really,
admitting i know nothing is probably a smart thing,
admission on the subject,
or to dodge it all on purpose,
would put me in a box and that’s not how i live,
(yeah)

so i don’t care if you hate (nah),
that’s not a thing that i’m going dae (no way),
and i don’t care what they say (h-ll no),
long as i act me i’m ok (that’s right),
and i don’t think there’s a fate (nah),
so i’ll just go and find my way (i will),
and all i care is i take (that’s right),
attention, do what my heart says…

check,
these four flusher mother-truckers,
shipping ships to one n other,
business gifts and giving brothers,
of their secret hidden culture,
better deals than average punters,
with handshakes to take you further,
in a game of conquer plunder, in a market we’re all under,
i see us suffer, they count money in their bunker,
it don’t matter to elite when they shielded from the hunger,
a 5 star meal when they selling you mcd’s
sponsor sport events like athletes eat grease,
please, i’m sick of adverts and gimmicks,
but i’ll get to that in like roughly a minute,
strip it, i’m taking the paper off the walls,
the fake facade they placed to place you in a place y’all,
an accent, race, s-x or age,
s-xual preference, belief, the wage they pay,
a cl-ss, i’ll p-ss, to be free mate,
i’ll look at everyone all the same…
(yeah)

third verse, what’s left?
man i don’t even want to rhyme,
this ain’t an advert for me,
speaking of adverts…
join the army, and be the best,
or come home in a box, or with no legs,
l’or’al, because your worth it,
point out flaws, make you feel worthless,
so what’s next? mind the gap,
they missed the fact, a little kid made that,
designer wear, i just don’t care…
i really don’t,
currency value low, gold price rising,
so promoting cash for gold is hardly surprising,
a payday loan, wonga’s no logic,
they give you cash but you’re in their pocket
(yeah)

- werd lyrics

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