Common Market - 40 Furrows video free download

Common Market - 40 Furrows

lyrics:

Hopped up, beast in the veins, and when it courses through

He's liable to get at you something awful

Push up on a posse like "you prolly a product of something, too"

But of course, obstacle the whole line could run through

Fire breather like he's swallowing bottles of paraffin

Peregrine clutch on the cup, shootin' a pair of them

Love hustler, pash pusher -- penny-a-peck

The effect blocked and set the scene at Virginia Tech

Ripple rocked water craft -- helluva wake

Now it's either orders or oars taken from the head of state

Stay deliberating probable cause for allegation

We're rowing, they're steady posturing to keep their backs straightened

No doubt, baby -- varsity crew

Steer the vessel over top of the swell and dock boon

Proper swoon unit, group and do work; usurp swagger lords

Lip servicing, you're sayin' shit with the jabber jaws

Love how you're suckin' down the back catalog

Yeah, the money moves slow, but it's plenty room to grow

Notice the glow -- they're rollin' in with Tennyson brigades

To collect tithe -- slide your ten percent in the plate

Gotta spend to save, double-up -- stackin' the odds

Apply your cosmetics, baby -- get attractive for God

And if the rapture don't come, cousin, then pass the guns

I burn 'em for the return of my investment funds

Trouble jumpin' on -- I saw when the chariot swung low

And I blinked but, I think I caught a glimpse of Seung Cho

Unsho' if even one'll go or if I wanna know

Hail a yellow cab to carry me back home -- the bungalow

Shanty complex and the resolution is simple

Turn the temple into condos and sell bottled water

I aint bothered over nothin', the covenant's up in Gotham

With a wonderful underabundance of love, it's a problem

For city staff, take it to the magistrate

From an early age, I played with matches, mate

Charred world of waste, pray I make it to the holy gates

Spent my last days askin' for lights, cravin' the burley taste

Kentuck' your jewelry, your crucifix is proven to be fool's gold

Now I'mma show you how to use it to plow rows

Synonymous are worship and work

Prostrate and put your face in the dirt (like this)...