Because I lack decent recording equipment, I knew this wouldn’t make the final cut of Watsky’s “Exquisite Corpse” project. But I had fun writing it, so I wanted to share. Lyrics below.
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It’s a revolution with intelligent rebellion messages,
Some people got a bone to pick,
I got a field of skeletons.
A warrior corpse,
Covered in blood and gore;
Enemies beheaded me.
Surprise!
I’m back for more.
I’m not alone,
So I’ll whisper to the bones,
And instead of rolling over,
I’ll tell them to overthrow.
The dirt on the surface is rumbling from below;
The earth is unseeding what the grim reaper sowed.
An army beneath is armed to the teeth with stones,
Laying in stasis waiting to awaken and take control,
But the dead, unlike the living, don’t do as they are told.
You dismembered their bodies,
But they remembered their souls.
They needed a voice to make their choice known,
And so their words are heard through the earth,
Let me clear my throat.
Bury my body,
Throw the dirt on top of me,
But I gave birth to my philosophy,
So in death there is no stopping me.
~ JJ Bitters
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