Drinking From the Sun

I lay down my music ten feet from where I lay down

Immersed in them beats, short breaks turned to breakdowns

'Cause when you work where you sleep, you don't sleep

'Cause you work on them beats till it hurts then you creep

Into bed and wake her from her sleep, and she's hurt

'Cause she worked through the week

And hasn't heard not a word nor a peep

From the jerk that she keeps in her heart

That she forgives when he nurse her to sleep, word it's deep

But yo, when I peel them lids back and emerge from my sleep

I feel so big that I could make a shirt from my sheet

A crown from a church steeple, two Jeeps for my sneaks

So people worship this creep as I surf down the street

I'm the surgeon of beats, your girl purrs when I speak

We rehearse in a church to a circus of freaks

We the last ones to lay down, first on our feet

So stay down or get hurt by what lurks in the deep

Free the perps from the police, we disturbing the peace

We flood the streets like a water main burst and released

A merciless beast with a thirst for the feast

Man we treat every meal like it's our first in a week

We dispersing the weak, I'm the person to beat

Man I'm unbeatable, I can beat a person for weeks

We disturbed, we the freaks, we the ones you don't listen to

Drinking from the sun, now son we're the ones dissing youAnd we don't (ever stop), we won't (let it drop)

We don't (ever stop), and we won't

Let the vultures at the counter-culture

Now we don't (ever stop), and we won't (let it drop)

We move mountains and drink from the sunWe're timeless like riders on the storm

Survivors like the light that rises in the dawn

If crisis makes fighters of the pawns

We rise up through the night as lifeless and we're born

Fight in my heart, suicide with my art

'Till I depart I'ma write until I light up the dark

These are battle songs that lift you from your catatonic fixture

And I can walk on water but I stagger on the liquor

This ain't a Saturday sport or matinee talk

With throwaway sentences like the magistrates' court

Scratch that, now hear me out, attacks don't give me doubt

I drop a powerhouse track black the city out

And when we lose it let the mood of music reach us

Coming through the tunes that free us

Revolution through your speakers

The third rock never stops, the world turns

Eyes glued to the clock as we watch the world burnAnd we don't (ever stop), we won't (let it drop)

We don't (ever stop), and we won't

Let the vultures at the counter-culture

Now we don't (ever stop), and we won't (let it drop)

We move mountains and drink from the sun

Songwriters

LAMBERT, MATTHEW / FRANCIS, BARRY / SMITH, DANIELPublished by

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