Atmosphere - Scapegoat (... It's Edited for the Radio) lyrics

It's the caffeine, the nicotine, the milligrams of tar It's my habitat, it needs to be cleaned, it's my car It's the fast talk they use to abuse and feed my brain It's the cat box, it needs to be changed, it's the pain, it's women It's the plight for power, it's government It's the way you're given knowledge slow with thought control and subtle hints It's rubbing it, itching it, it's applying cream It's the foreigners sight-seeing with high beams, it's in my dreams It's the monsters that I conjure, it's the marijuana It's the embarra**ment, displacement, it's where I wander, it's my genre It's Madonna's videos, it's game shows It's cheap liquor, blunts, it's bumper stickers with rainbows It's angels, demons, gods, it's the white devils It's the monitor, the soundman, it's the motherf**ing mic levels It's gas fumes, fast food, Tommy Hil, mommy's pill Columbia House music club, designer d** and rhyming thugs It's Bloods, Crips, Fives, Six, it's stick-up kids It's Christian conservative terrorists, it's p**no flicks It's the East coast, no, it's the West coast It's public schools, it's asbestos, it's mentholated, it's techno It's sleep, life and d**h, it's speed, coke and meth It's hay fever, pain relievers, oral s** and smoker's breath It stretches for as far as the eye can see It's reality, f** it, it's everything but me On and on and on and on The list goes on and on and on and on The list goes on and on and on and on The list goes on and on and on and on It's all according that life on the whole It's all according that life on the whole It's all according that life on the whole It's all according that life on the whole It's in the water, it's in the air, it's in the meat It's indirect, it's indiscrete, it's inconsistent, it's incomplete It's in the streets, every city, everywhere you go In every man it's the insanity, the fantasies, the casualties It's the health care system, it's welfare victims It's a**ault weapons, it's television religion and it's false lessons It's cops, police, pigs with badges, guns and sticks It's hara**ment and a complex that you carry when you're running sh** It's wondering if you get to eat, it's the heat It's the winter, the weather, it's herpes and it's forever It's the virus that takes the lives of the weak and the strong It's the drama that keeps on between me and my seed's mom It's the need to speak long, it's that hunger for attention It's the wack who attack songs of redemption, it's prevention It's the first solution, it's loose, it's out for retribution It's mental pollution and public execution It's the nails that keep my hands and feet to these boards It's the part-time job that governs what you can afford It's the fear, it's the fake, it's clear it can make time stop And leave you stranded in the year of the snake It's the dollar, yen, pound, it's all denominations It's hourly wages for your professional observations It's on your face and it's in you eyes, everything you be 'Cause it ain't me, motherf**er, 'cause it ain't me On and on and on and on The list goes on and on and on and on The list goes on and on and on and on The list goes on and on and on and on It's all according that life on the whole It's all according that life on the whole It's all according that life on the whole It's all according that life on the whole