Pressure Cooker

More of us do see the planet aching
Growing masses with a fist in the air
Is the system finally breaking?
Can we crawl back from the brink of despair?
We've almost killed off one planet
Now we're looking to move into space
Who do you think will be on that flight?
Certainly not you or me
Or anyone we know

If not by speech
Then by force
Off come the gloves
Come hear the drums of war

They tried different ways to reason
Years of scientific toil and research
Nuance does not inspire leaders
The underbelly swiftly strikes a nerve
Drown out the sound of media blitz
Cancel out the parasitic background noise
Capitalism is one hell of a drug
It is time to kick the habit

If not by speech
Then by force
Off come the gloves
Come hear the drums of war



Credits
Writer(s): Joost Hoedemaeckers
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