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Anarchy Jamboree
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Anarchy Jamboree was released on March 8, 2024 by Purgatory Music as a part of the album Neverzen
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Release DateMarch 8, 2024
LabelPurgatory Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM157

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Paul Dante
Paul Dante
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paul Dante
Paul Dante
Composer

Lyrics

I look into the looking glass and what do I see?
Honest people dying of hypocrisy
Brain-washed at birth, they're nailed to the cradle
Struggling to survive as their fears become fatal
I've worked in the dirt and walked in the sand
Trying to figure out "where's the promised land?"
Hustle for the man, carry out his scheme
Until his way of living is my only dream
I look into the future and guess what I see?
Suckers selling out to a conspiracy
A popcorn daddy is what I could be
Living in an anarchy jamboree, like this
All the rich kids are getting in from the burbs
Dressed in black, looking tough and spitting on the curb
You can make yourself starve on ave A
But your mother's gonna send you checks any old way
You go stand in the park with the homeless man
You'll never get rid of your tan sedan
Hey, look at this! Would you slash your wrist?
You could make a difference if you didn't exist
Look into the mirror, tell me... Who do you see?
Livin' like a buzzard in a Christmas tree?
Goin' on your 5-fingered shopping spree
Living in an anarchy jamboree, it's like this, punk
I'm just a wrapped tight stone kite purple drank street fight
Just a half a man but I'll hurt who I can
I grew up overnight, a dirty mean old man at 18
Contemplating, waiting, hating, causing people pain
Blew that cushy job my uncle got me in the city
Told my boss where to stick his post-it notes
(it wasn't somewhere pretty)
Hit the ground floor, crash pad tour
Burning bridges coast to coast
If you don't like my modus you can kiss my grits and hold the roast
Look kid, you can spout that boulderdash
But while ya bitchin' about yer data plan the world is set to "smash"
We can both keep talkin' trash or get to where it really stinks
But this garbage heap's on you now right? Who cares what I think?
With your box-cutter tongue and your cockamamie guile
Soul suckin'
Selfie duck lip
Insta
Twittie smile
The most disconnected generation I done ever saw
You're talking with your thumbs and it's stickin' in my craw, but sure
I'll pay your rent, I'll buy your food, there's money in my bank
At least that's something of value you can take from this old crank
If you could look up from your screen then you'd know what we mean
We really wanna teach you but don't know how to reach you
Hold on, everybody, take a breath and you'll see
Young or old we do-si-do into the cosmic debris
Maybe our predicament ain't skittles and tea
Livin in an anarchy jamboree
Written by: Paul Dante
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