Political Theatre
Jarra Harris on the Bass SlapBak

Lyrics

It always flows until it over flows
Don’t you turn your
Head for a minute
Alright,keep my eyes on the prize
Ive always known there’s a higher code
Wish all you could tap on in it
To all hear all the warning signs
Ill pay what’s owed and my word is gold
But someones taking half of the credit
My crime is that I turned a blind eye

(Prechorus)
To you , before I wouldn’t make a fuss
But now I’m riled up
How am I suppose to contain
All the hell that’s built up in me
Tell me what’s your offering not another mighty dollar that I cant spend
Your only means of conformity,
I still won’t bend
Two sides of the aisle to center your hate



All this talk about a bitter loss
I won’t lose a wink of sleep
my Eyesight 2020 won’t align

Ive always known that you won’t condone
but always the first one berating
My eyesight stare forward back in line
Fill my wound with salt but I won’t let on
That there was ever a nerve ending
My crime is that I turned a blind eye

(Chorus)


(Bridge)
I tried to warn you
Not in any certain way
They try to stone you
Unless you play there game

)pre shorts) (Chorus)