“Stop” by Karmacy – Vote Obama!

I would really love to start living in this amazing country more regularly, but I think I have to leave America if McCain wins.

Please help me stay in this country!

Lyrics to “Stop” by Karmacy

…Listening to KRMC, 99.1 FM. This is your host,

Modest Goddess (?), the date is January 23rd, 2008,

and welcome to the breakdown. The World Health

Organization just realeased its estimate of the death

toll: 151,000 Iraqi citizens since the start of the war

Depending on your source however, this estimate varies

from a minimum of 80,000 to over 1 million people.

In comparison, nearly 3,000 people died in the 9/11

attacks, and approximately 4,000 American troops

have given their lives in Iraq.

The difference is a human loss of 144,000.

Today’s pop quiz: if 3,000 American lives justified going

to war, then how many more people have to die for

this government to feel vindicated? Let’s have a chat.

We have our first caller.

We always doin what they say

And follow any path they lay out

But it’s our chance we’ve got to prove

To bring the new we’ve got to break the rules and make our future

STOP

The centuries all disguised, the politics Memorized,

The Illusion

Projected as a social contribution

The Evil lingers in the sky

They paint their versions of the truth into my brain

Not even wonderin why

And then I

I simply step in the cut

Not even not knowin what’s what

Not even takin the time to break the Zeros and Ones

They’ll end up havin you,

Grabbin you from your avenue,

Mentally stabbin you, Slappin you physically

Now don’t you ever tell me that you never knew

You’re just a form of revenue to them

Condemned to the independent ballot

statistically

Tossed like a Salad,

The judge’s mallot,

the devil’s palate

All this time I thought that my opinion was valid

And now I’m

Makin hard it to tell, and now, I’m

Workin to make the sell, and now

Livin in my own hell that I designed from my own wealth

So step back

Will you act or be acted upon

Fact

Whether it’s Hitler, 9/11, Vietnam or Iraq!

We always doin what they say

And follow any path they lay out

But it’s our chance we’ve got to prove

To bring the new we’ve got to break the rules and make our future

STOP

My ears pop I can’t get higher

the plot thickens as we chop chickens and raise foster kids

but we hostile we’ve lost our virginity to peace and serenity like backs with bad posture

it’ll cost ya, cha-ching, I got my loved ones living on st-strings

one snip of the cut and thata be what’s up

and thata be what’s wrong with this world when it gets stuck in the gut

who said we have to live by the rules and die by the grave

it’s insane how we follow the game without playing

one day we learn  once we listen just pause to maintain, stop, breathe

can we foresee what we miss when we try to aim

it’s a shame how we follow the game without playing

one day we learn

once we listen just pause to maintain, stop, breathe, aim (gun click, shot)

We always doin what they say

And follow any path they lay out

But it’s our chance we’ve got to prove

To bring the new we’ve got to break the rules and make our future

STOP

Ever since the big bang, or Adam and Eve,

Or whatever you happen to belieive

Happened to conceive

Life on this planet.

However you choose to see it;

From single cell organisms all the way up to human beings,

There’s always been war. Always been killing;

Always been heroes and villains

Filling masses of millions with passionate feelings.

Shady politicians politicking for top billing

In the media, to influence societal thinking.

What kind of system do we live in?

So called conventional wisdom

Preaches policies of segregation and division.

While parents are making livings,

The predispositions of children

Are being formulated and driven by television.

And all of the great thinkers, thinking the great thoughts

Always seem to preach about this hell that we’ve wrought.

Our criminals don’t get caught, cause politicians get bought

And children are steady taught that television is god.

See this capitalistic mentality’s kind of twisted

Sometimes I wished it had never even existed

They got us chasing presidents like assassins

Trying to cash in off of every trend and fashion

While multi national conglomerate corporations

Set up exploitation stations in third world nations

With the motivation of leaving mass populations

Facing the devastation of economic starvation

This is the result of the Regan administration

The next generation of British colonization

And it’s a mockery,

To call a system a democracy’s hypocrisy

When the people that make up the majority

Don’t even have the power to challenge the authority

Of the five percent elite wealth minority

That own a 95 percent monopoly over the world economy

Because they own the land,

which is improperly known as property

and will probably always be, since they also control the policies.

Ya feel me!

Yo!

We always doin what they say

And follow any path they lay out

But it’s our chance we’ve got to prove

To bring the new we’ve got to break the rules and make our future

STOP

STOP!

If I could make the world slow down some

Then we can give it what it needs

Stop. STOP!

If I could make the world slow down some

Then we can give it what it needs

Stop. STOP!