Whip$ And Chain$ Lyrics - Survival Story - Flobots

Strange fruit I roll up in my Ford Taurus 

Emissions won't pass like Gandalf at Moria 

Way out of order, should be pulled over 

Pulled out garage, lost side-view mirror 

Credit card, final fantasy breaks the limit 

I just paid, just brakes to break my lemon 

Didn't make enough juice for my pessimism 

So I'm not forgiven 'til my debts forgiven 

So I skim off the top, convertible roofs 

Thinking Spanish green sounds like the truth 

Got it on lock jaw to the tip of the tooth 

Way I floss, no dental insurance to boot 

But my chain hangs low, I could double-dutch 

Keep my eyes to the floor so don't stumble much 

I shine bright at night from all the carrots 

'Cause it's not who you are but who you're wear 

Stay sportin' lashes from the old Massa's 

Clasps on the neck says, 'Property Of The Masses' 

And what's under the chassis? 

Block is gentrified while the governor's classic 

Don't know who the boss is 

Do I hold the power or am I powered like horses? 

Whip is blowin' out my back like I'm exhausted 

Pipes blowin' more fire than Pentecost 

Who killed Jimmy Tidmore? 

Why and what's the reason for? 

Who starts homicidal wars? 

Rich man, poor man, either, or? 

Who shows us what we need? 

Who's got the bread for the luxuries? 

Who told us that it's ingrained? 

We who hold these whips and chains 

If there's no lock, who needs a key? 

When did we stop being free? 

I see things vis-a-vis a sea change 

Full fathom, five people became 

Remain deep beneath chains 

We pay into easing these pains 

'Cause the history is difficult 

Wish the results could be flipped like reciprocals 

Allow me to remunerate aloud the typical 

Rude awakenings of the drowsy consumer base 

Bass boom will make the crowd sing 

Synchronize to the poop that they're espousing 

And syncopate to the stupid, take a thousand 

Sinning like every excuse they make is valid 

Simon Williams, I, Wonder Man 

Just how did our oil get under their sand? 

And how did our homes get onto their land? 

And how did our foes get guns in their hands? 

Conflict diamonds, child labor tennis shoes 

Genocide energy, gentrified gin and juice 

Slave trade banks, rape-based internet movies 

What's a straight-laced simpleton to do? 

With a strange fate twist and fame 

Except talk shit and name off a list of gains 

But do you realize I'd find my lips in flames 

If I ever took pride in these whips and chains? 

Who killed Jimmy Tidmore? 

Why and what's the reason for? 

Who starts homicidal wars? 

Rich man, poor man, either, or? 

Who shows us what we need? 

Who's got the bread for the luxuries? 

Who told us that it's ingrained? 

We who hold these whips and chains 

Who holds these, who holds these 

Who holds these traps and surfaces? 

We want it, they own it 

So we're going half-berserk for it 

Well, let's take it, let's take it 

Let's take it back before cassettes 

Pepsi cans and packs of Percocet 

1910, all the factory workers said 

Yes, we can demand a weekend 

If we can get the man to weaken 

So if you're ready then send a beacon 

To be continued and to begin 

We can't be content to steep in 

The anesthesia invisible hands 

Of phantoms depend on 

Your fantasies have been poisoned 

But we've got the panacea 

Who killed Jimmy Tidmore? 

Why and what's the reason for? 

Who starts homicidal wars? 

Rich man, poor man, either, or? 

Who shows us what we need? 

Who's got the bread for the luxuries? 

Who told us that it's ingrained? 

We who hold these whips and chains 

Who killed Jimmy Tidmore? 

Why and what's the reason for? 

Who starts homicidal wars? 

Rich man, poor man, either, or? 

Who shows us what we need? 

Who's got the bread for the luxuries? 

Who told us that it's ingrained? 

We who hold these whips and chains