Olehole - Talk The Walk lyrics

Hands clap for empty rhetoric A cra** display of knowledge unapplied Jaws flap regurgitating text A bubble dialect of function denied Hands off - Saint of charity Hands off - I think you're lacking sincerity Necks snap to parlor room chats A narcissistic showing of identity contrived Can you hear me now above the train wreck of thought? An informed deformed state of mind we've bought Resting raised fists on an arm chaired couch Picture painted clear, we've got it all figured out There's no empathy from the ivory tower Immobile hands puppeteer power Our open minds got filled Overflowed and spilled And every pounding minute We are drowning in it