Clark Baechle - Clairaudients (k** or Be k**ed) lyrics

[Spoken:] Ca**adaga, oh yeah, that's where you're going to find the center of energy And they've got those in Arizona too You know, there's, I know that there's wonderful grounds that have vortexes That you might be interested in going to And then go to Nevada. And then go to California And then come south and go back through Arizona And go through Texas. You know what I'm saying? Getting rid of the old feelings of the old ways of thinking And, you know, it's kind of like with people and the tarot cards Just because you get the d**h card doesn't mean d**h or dying It means transformation. It means changing things around and starting something new Cause I was pulling in on a, on a dog or companion Somehow I get the impression that you're almost a little afraid to start the trip It doesn't have to be a straight line happy face But make kind of a happy face, I mean kind of a smile Go up, up the east coast, but it's gonna be a circle You know what I'm saying? It's gonna be a sloppy circle Don't be afraid. You know, years and years and years ago, you know, you might You might have come across some river and rock and the mountains or whatever And then when you get there maybe you'll have the answers you seek We have moved into a new era and life as we know it is changing Your relationships, career, and location will all be subject with an energy Allow me to share with you tips that will a**ist you during these new times Don't give up hope on yourself, no Just be patient about the fact that, be patient about how things are unfolding Because psychically, you're less ... why are you afraid to start? I think you should go I think you should go You know, plan ahead, pack the things that you think you're gonna need And then just go Ca**adaga might be just a premonition of a place you're going to visit [Oberst:] Corporate or Colonial The Movement is unstoppable Like the body of a centerfold it spreads To the counter-culture copyright Get your revolution at a lower price Or make believe and throw the fight, play dead It's exploding bags, aerosol cans Southbound buses, Peter Pan They left it up to us again I thought you knew the drill It's k** or be k**ed Future Markets, Holy Wars Been tried ten thousand times before If you think that God is keeping score, Hooray! For the freedom-fighting simulcast (Victory! A defeat! Victory!) The imminent and the aftermath Draw another bloody bath to drain Like the polar icecaps centrifuge (Oh Allah! Oh Jesus please!) First snowman built at the end of June He slicks his hair for the interview, his fifteen-minute fame Would you agree times have changed?