Soundclash Master

[Intro] Work (One, two, three, four) Work (One, two, three, four) Work, work, work (One, two, three, four) [Pre-Hook] (One, two, three, four, five, six, do it!) [Hook] I saw 'em clashing, I can't hear ya I saw 'em clashing, I can't hear ya I saw 'em clashing, I can't hear ya I saw 'em clashing, I can't hear ya [Pre-Hook] Four, three, two, one (Yeah!) [Hook] I saw 'em clashing, I can't hear ya I saw 'em clashing, I can't hear ya I saw 'em clashing, I can't hear ya I saw 'em clashing, I can't hear ya [Pre-Hook] One, two, three, four One, two, three, four One, two, three, four One, two, three, four [Hook] I saw 'em clashing, I can't hear ya Clashing-clashing I saw 'em clashing, I can't hear ya I saw 'em clashing, I-I-I I saw 'em clashing, I can't hear ya I saw 'em clashing, I can't hear ya I saw 'em clashing, I can't hear ya [Outro] One, two, three, four One, two, three, four One, two, three, four One, two, three, four [rap] I can taste the Freon that they're dumping in the lot I can taste the fentanyl they're mixing in the pot Whiskey, weed, and Warren Zevon help, but not a lot Hope I don't drop dead while I'm smoking in the cot [Rap] Why's it gotta be like this, just worse and worse and worse? Calling for a dealer then they're calling for a hearse Doctor Sackler better hope and pray I'm not his nurse Hope he don't drop dead 'fo I get to him first! [Chorus, sung] First they make us sick then they sell the fix Dirty old men with their dirty old tricks Chaos in action, Flowers by Irene Angel and devil in the same sordid scheme [Rap] Zero interest equal opportunity lie Doing us a favor with a drop of D.E.I. Now the wave falls and the hammer comes down Why is equality the first to go down? [rap] I was dreaming when I wrote this but it's like a nightmare I need something that I can't find at the bottom of a beer Or the wrong end of a needle, or the moment in the day When the revolution stops revolving and it turns away [Rap, bridge, intense] Yes I'm talking 'bout the egg-reh-gore, the monster of our minds it sits inside us and divides us it's the monster of the times, Yes I'm speaking to you through the speakers, through synthetic song-- [Emphatic] Yeah you better sing along! [Chorus, sung] First they make us sick then they sell the fix Dirty old men with their dirty old tricks Can the truth hide deep inside a strange synthetic song Angels and devils, they run the same con [Outro] Angels and devils, they can get along... [End] [hard psyko short end]