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Sage Francis
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Lyrics: the FULL song version of "Hey, Bobby"  Reply with quote  

This song was recorded and will be on the Non-Prophets "Hope" album. Here are the lyrics:


By the time the flags rotted off of their antennas,
they were questioning who the real threat is.
Big Brotherly love is the 21rst Century's plague.
no matter how bloody the glove, question evidence displayed.

Never forget what two plus two equals.
Don't let them upgrade your math no matter what they have as proof of evil.
Remember when they went after the Jewish people?
You don't recognize that same black mask as see through?

Attack of the eagles. If they don't fall dead
before they reach me, I'll be damned if I don't shoot one in its bald head.
Fuck what we're force fed. All I ever wanted
was a warm bed and a house that wasn't haunted.

I'd rather die for a cause than to die just because
we exhaust natural resources forced into wars,
restoring wasteful ways, keeping other countries poor.
"Monkey see, Monkey do" I wonder what those fucking monkeys saw.

Keep rethinking the still-frames in your mind,
and guarantee they will change with time.
Your outline is pixelated with poor resolution while
downtime is simply wasted. You were born execution style.

Head first in a trial. I'll second the motion
'Til the jury's bored to death and puts your neck in a notion.
The situation's volatile. A naked problem child
is trying to find the right clown costume to make his father smile

So he bombs while he tries to tell jokes.
This ain't a false alarm, can't you smell the smoke?
You're in the line of fire where they buy and sell votes.
Our sense of liberty doesn't ring true, stupid, that's why the bell broke.

Trench coat Mafioso's propel rocks
at recruitment officers and rebel against cops
'Til they hurdle infinite circles in small cell blocks.
Turtle upon turtle 'til they're all shell shocked.

This so-called president got elected in a court room.
With the war efforts of pops he inherited a fortune.
We "talk, talk, talk..." so the veterans of war assume
the revolution stopped. This ain't a protest tune.

"Hey, Bobby...the Masters are back. They're up to no good just like the old days.
They played dead when you stood over their grave, Bobby. They played dead when you stood over their grave.
"Hey, Bobby...them bastards are back. It's our turn to stand over their grave.
I'm a do it right this time...I'm awake...I'm a wait until their fuckin' skin decays."


You can't roam a lost land as the last existing dinosaur.
There's no escaping ass kickings in these times of war,
replacing apples with hospitals...where doctors are hostile,
Killing two pterodactyls with one fossil.

I got you. If they don't fall dead
Before they reach me, I'll be damned if I don't shoot one in it's bald head.
Fuck what we're force fed. All I ever wanted,
Was a warm bed...and house that wasn't haunted.

Thumb through novels to have your fingerprints match,
The description of criminals committing innocent acts
of compassion for tired civilians crawling with pistols,
While we fire million dollar warning missals.

Force the issues in the back of your head where eyes roll.
Brain wash yourself out of that mind control.
Or act a fool like you're told.
But we won't see no type of justice 'til that bitch removes the blindfold.

This ain't a "Love it or leave it," it's a "Change it or lose it."
I'll never sing the anthem of a nation who never faces the music,
Chasing an ever-elusive caveman
in space ships that makes trips to the futures that are name-brand.

Faking progress...but we ain't advanced
Enough to change the posture of our ape stance?
They've got the key to the city but they prefer the break-in entry.
Duck and weave, I'm shedding light in their shadow box to make it empty.

"Hey, Bobby...the Masters are back. They're up to no good just like the old days.
They played dead when you stood over their grave, Bobby. They played dead when you stood over their grave.
"Hey, Bobby...them bastards are back. It's our turn to stand over their grave.
I'm a do it right this time...I'm awake...I'm a wait until their fuckin' skin decays."

Attack of the eagles. If they don't fall dead
Before they reach me, I'll be damned if I don't shoot one in its bald head.
Fuck what we're force fed. All I ever wanted
was a warm bed...

There's nothing scarier than the human stories I tell ghosts,
Chilling accounts with my tongue frozen to bed posts.
The catharses of carcasses whenever threats are close,
Shows a heartlessness that doesn't register on stethoscopes.

Sell your hopes for a homeland security chart,
'Til your sense of self is broke and no man's pure in the heart.
Preventive detention for the folks who never left home.
Tensions have grown into a 24/7 red zone.

Scare tactics...have got you under control,
The fear factors of a color code. The uppers know
They can't hold you down without having anchors attached.
"It's all the same." Nah, balls and chains on ankles don't match.

So drag your torso back to the off road.
We may have lost the fashion battle but we ain't lost the wardrobe.
Go window shopping for your next free meal,
Cuz when we start the revolution all you'll probably do is steal.


"Hey, Bobby...the Masters are back. They're up to no good just like the old days.
They played dead when you stood over their grave, Bobby. They played dead when you stood over their grave.
"Hey, Bobby...them bastards are back. It's our turn to stand over their grave.
I'm a do it right this time...I'm awake...I'm a wait until their fuckin' skin decays."
Post Wed Nov 13, 2002 7:42 pm
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Abinatra



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#2
I was eXcited from the lyrics from "No More Sleep", but I can honestly say this is the best eXample of word painting I've seen in a song....and I haven't even heard it yet.
One read, that's it.
It's like a bassist walking while walking in and out of the melody, displaying pictures

good show
Post Wed Nov 13, 2002 8:56 pm
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argot



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hoorayyyy
Post Thu Nov 14, 2002 3:36 am
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mr self distrukt



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"mommy, it's starting again."  Reply with quote  

can't wait.
Post Thu Nov 14, 2002 8:45 am
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I had read the poem lyrics before  Reply with quote  

It was great when you did it live...very very nice
Post Thu Nov 14, 2002 3:03 pm
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Gee-Q



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word this is DOPE

Now lets hear an audio sample

hahah

peace
Post Thu Nov 14, 2002 3:17 pm
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PHIL LACIO AKA P DAWG
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can we get a release date on the Non Prophets album... Thanks champ
Post Thu Nov 14, 2002 6:38 pm
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Who's Bobby? Dylan?

Sage seems like a pretty political, intelligent guy, does anyone know his background? Where did he go to schoool? I heard he's 30-something, my friend's been playing Sage songs for me non-stop and I've liked most of them.
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PHIL LACIO AKA P DAWG
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all ways osprey wrote:
Who's Bobby? Dylan?

Sage seems like a pretty political, intelligent guy, does anyone know his background? Where did he go to schoool? I heard he's 30-something, my friend's been playing Sage songs for me non-stop and I've liked most of them.



I think he said he said he is Samoan,Alaskan and Vietnamese
and is about 37
Post Thu Nov 14, 2002 7:14 pm
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Sage Francis
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I am 25 years old. I don't fancy myself a political person. As for intelligence, I think I have found the happy medium between genius and retard.
Post Thu Nov 14, 2002 7:34 pm
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Still Sick



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Sage, im tryin to write poetry and i just wondered where you get your inspiration from. do you outline what you're gonna say before you say it? or do you just write it? do you wake up in the middle of the night and jot words down? or do you sit down and write it all at once? i dont have to tell you that writing poetry is tough. so i just wanted your perspective on how to go about writing. thanks a lot.
Post Sun Nov 17, 2002 6:51 pm
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Sage Francis
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all of the above. There's no ONE way. There are no short cuts.

there's no easy answer. I'm still figuring it out myself
Post Sun Nov 17, 2002 7:01 pm
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Those lyrics made me happy.
Post Sun Nov 17, 2002 8:41 pm
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"Still Sick" - good name

i still like "Bobby Brown" and "Gary Coleman" though

Free Bobby Brown from Mental Slavery!

-td3-
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Shafalaughagus



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hey sage,
great song first off.
I was wonderin who the artist is who does the "how to write a political poem"
(i dont know if thats what its called)
tahnx
Post Fri Nov 22, 2002 9:07 pm
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