if you want to find a way out of a way out
if you know what i'm sayin, i'm talking paid out
played out playbook
failed in the beat loop
hailed in the deep woods
jailed in the real world
it's a fucking nightmare man
if you wanna wonder
where the ultimate goal is
where the grassy knoll is
boom boom terror dome
home is where the wind blows
you don't need a weather man
to know the fucking weather, man
just stick yr head outside for a while
but watch out for falling rocks
once it starts it does not stop

[what i mean by that is that we assume
we need shit like cops and armies
but we don't really know what lies
beyond them if they dissolve.]

if you wanna find a way to make yr mark kid
if you choose to leave a legacy discarded
it's not really different than a snake skin shed in tall grass
do you really need to remembered when yr dead and passed?

[what i'm trying to say is that our obsession
with lasting forever leads to some pretty fucked up behaviour
if you think about it, dawg.]

bang bang bangerang
nothing lasts forever mang
like the fucking weather man
the tune is always changing

if you want to live in peace you gotta peace down
find the median space between the deep brown
deep yellow and blue fervour of the beat loop
nestled in the overgrown green of the deep roots

never sure of the cure
but we know what we're against
tired of the way our minds
turn the smallest border into a fence.

{SAMPLE TOWN}

if you wanna find a way out of a way out
you will need to find a way to make a safe route
back to yr safe place
no such thing as safe space
are we really lucky to be framed in this strange way?

if you want to live in war you gotta war up
find the middle ground between the shallow and the deep cuts
deep waves and deep fervour of the beat loop
nestled in the overgrown rhythm of the deep boots

[what i mean is that what i'm talking about
depends entirely on who you are.]

bangbangbangerang
nothinglastsforevermang
likethefuckingweatherman
themobisalwayschanging.