One Second Chance
One Second Chance: Questioning Society's Struggles
Lyrics
I saw Abbie Hoffman's ghost in the distance,
I perceived Abbie Hoffman's spirit in the distance,
We got Saul Williams keeping up the resistance.
Saul Williams is actively resisting,
And punk rock and blues music keep dying,
Punk rock and blues music are on the decline,
We keep buying.
We continue to support and consume despite the decline.
Matt Stone and Trey Parker have taken over the mission,
Matt Stone and Trey Parker are leading the mission,
Cause our politicians they don?t have a position.
Politicians lack a clear stance,
Who?s to blame for this shallow existence?
Questioning the cause of our superficial way of living,
Our existence.
Reflecting on our own existence as the cause.
We try and fight, but this wall's too high
Despite efforts, the metaphorical wall seems insurmountable,
Have we lost tonight?
Questioning if the battle is lost tonight,
But one second chance could change everything.
A single opportunity for redemption could alter everything.
And I think I'll go write my senator a letter,
Contemplating writing a letter to a senator,
But they just talk shit they ain?t gonna make nothing better.
Doubting the effectiveness as politicians only talk without substantial action,
Me and Bev we ain't two birds of a feather,
Highlighting differences between individuals, like oneself and Bev,
Of a feather.
Emphasizing distinctiveness.
And I'm counting on Chomsky, McClellan,
Relying on intellectual figures like Chomsky, McClellan, and Huxley,
Aldous Huxley and the intelligencia.
Questioning the worth of a life marked by excess and superficiality,
Well Cat Stevens he got out and he ain?t missin? ya
Noting Cat Stevens' departure from such a lifestyle,
And this overpriced and candy coated life, does it fit ya?
Pondering if this extravagant life suits the individual,
Does it fit ya?
Reiterating the question of fit.
We try and fight, but this wall's too high
Repeating the struggle against the formidable wall,
Have we lost tonight?
Revisiting the question of defeat tonight,
But one second chance could change everything.
Stressing the potential transformative impact of a second chance.
These are bloody faces we hold in the fire.
Depicting faces marred by struggles in the fire,
Open up the gates, but I don't ask why.
Advocating for opening gates without questioning why,
These are bloody faces we hold in the fire, the fire, the fire, the fire.
Repeating the imagery of faces in the fire.
And these are bloody faces we hold in the fire.
Recurrence of faces in the fire,
Open up the gates, I don't ask why.
Repeated call to open gates without seeking justification,
These are bloody faces we hold in the fire, but it?s time, it?s time to sing.
Reiteration of faces in the fire, signaling the time to sing.
We try and fight, but this wall's too high.
Reemphasizing the formidable wall in the fight,
Have we lost tonight?
Revisiting the question of loss tonight,
But one second chance could change everything, could change everything.
Reiterating the potential impact of a second chance on everything.
And these are bloody faces we hold in the fire.
Repeating the portrayal of faces in the fire,
Open up the gates, and I don't ask why (could change everything).
Advocating for opening gates without questioning why, hinting at change,
These are bloody faces we hold in the fire, but it's time, it?s time to sing.
Reiterating faces in the fire and signaling the time to sing.
Have we lost this fight?
Pondering the potential defeat in the ongoing struggle.
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