New Cannonball Blues

Hey girls hey boys no don't mind the noise

It's just the sound of being dragged ahead

It's just a pornographic annulation ship

As we watch the spider's web eat itself

All this death above extinguishing

All that you've ever known

Turn your touch screens off and start harvesting

The seeds that your parents sow

It's got me singing blues that hit you like a cannonball

Loud enough to break your bones

But it was written in blood before they wrote it in stone

So sing it with me like it's your own

It's got me fucked up and dried up

And fed up can't get up

And bleeding and crying

Like I'm mad at the soul

I'm a carbon copy

Now they got me

Up oh look at where we're going

It's got you strung out and bothered

And caught up and drowning

And failing and shot up

And feeling you got to run

You're a carbon copy

Now they got me

Up oh look at where we're going

You're getting bothered staying low like under four hundred blows

Makes you feel like you are all by yourself

So when the chance comes along like where you could help right a wrong

The bullshit's got you stuck up on the shelf

But it's heavy

I'm not ready

Do you feel like you're swimming in the notes?

But baby follow the sound

That's shooting out of your crown

There's only one way up from the floor

It's got me fucked up and dried up

And fed up can't get up

And bleeding and crying

Like I'm mad at the soul

I'm a carbon copy

Now they got me

Up oh look at where we're going

It's got you strung out and bothered

And caught up and drowning

And failing and shot up

And feeling you got to run

You're a carbon copy

Now they got me

Up oh look at where we're going

Not gonna tiptoe

Going to run right forward

Lord not the first time we've imposed a locked door

Oh critter fight back it's your sole reward

Below with your fist up

Brush the dust off

Boy it's got got

It's got me singing

Blues that hit you like a cannonball

Loud enough to break your bones

But it was written in blood before they wrote it in stone

So sing it with me like it's your own

Those blues they hit you like a cannonball

Loud enough to break your bones

But wish the rising in love before we're taking the throne

So sing it with me like it's your own

You better dust off and get up

Get ready to push up

Hey baby get ready

'Cause yeah yeah it's going to come

If you want to see

What's possible for

Ah a better way right now

You better dust off and get up

Get ready to push up

Hey baby get ready

'Cause yeah yeah it's going to come

When the truth is spoken

Love's unbroken

Nothing's going to weigh us down