Silent Seasons - Shirman Remix

Made mad room for ruminants
Now we're gassed up like fumigants
Louis Pasteur that was lucrative
All these pastures are gonna do us in
My grandkids might not exist
God damn where's my common sense
Let me get a Big Mac, large fries
And oh... some mozzarella sticks
Got a fetish for less is more but I need that new upgrade
Eddie Bernays the shepherd who shaped
The field in which we graze
I got a feeling that we're slaves
I got a feeling that we're chained
To the feeling of a crave for possessions that will make
My sore thumb to a warm gun the rest is history
We're at the forefront, its important to think differently

We keep on giving you a reason
For you to give us a silent treatment
With silent seasons
Our violent treatment
These silent seasons
Why'd you need it?
We keep on giving you a reason
For you to give us a silent treatment
With silent seasons
Our violent treatment
These silent seasons
Why'd you need it?
Now why'd we need it?

We dumping biocides, by and by, miles high
Comfortable
Opposite? ostracized off the site
Done with you
Copped a ride, hop inside, exhaust the pipes
Run the fumes
Fossilized on top of my white Hyundai
Unamused
Control the speed of this holocene
Keep closing on them every week
We stretch our reach to every species
Rhino horn, bumble bee tree
Private lawn, cut the jungle easy
Fire arms if you can't be weeded
Waters gone now pour the cement
Honk your horns next silent season

We keep on giving you a reason
For you to give us a silent treatment
With silent seasons
Our violent treatment
These silent seasons
Why'd you need it?
We keep on giving you a reason
For you to give us a silent treatment
With silent seasons
Our violent treatment
These silent seasons
Why'd you need it?
Now why'd we need it?



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