It wasn't so much a political movement as the description of a dry itching that started in his genitals and ended in his arms. And what great arms they were: Hawk surface-to-air missiles, AK-47 assault rifles, M-16 machine guns, C4 polyisobutylene and freedom wait that's not how it goes and equality well that's not how it goes and redemption that's not how it goes and we all come through but that's not how it goes, it goes:
When the guns come out of their closets
When bullets can no longer sleep
When knives can't keep their clothes on
Deep, deep in the city streets
Like a molotov soaked in butter
Slipped in your drink at your ny-quil party
I come not to speak to your souls
I come to speak to your bodies
10,000 years are gonna take their toll
10,000 years on their flesh dole
We can take back what they stole
Now bodies are gonna take control and
Kick out the soul
Kick out the soul
Kick out the soul
Kick out the soul
God god now oh kick 'em out go
Ladies and gentlemen, brothers and sisters, for 10,000 years you've been accused, accursed and admonished by the souls - pale imitations, invaders from inner space who come to operate us bodies like robots and run reality like a video game. Well I say it's time to take the power back. I say it's time to take the souls, all their books, all their ideas, put them in the middle of the town square and burn them down. Destroy language. The pile of bodies will rise like a new tower by which to storm heaven for freedom that's not how it goes and liberty that's not how it goes and justice that's not how it goes and a still small voice that's not how it goes, it goes:
When the guns come out of their closets
When bullets can no longer sleep
When knives can't keep their clothes on
Deep, deep in the city streets
Like a molotov soaked in butter
Slipped in your drink at your ny-quil party
I come not to speak to your souls
I come to speak to your bodies
10,000 years are gonna take their toll
10,000 years on their flesh dole
We can take back what they stole
Now bodies are gonna take control and
Kick out the soul
Kick out the soul
Kick out the soul
Kick out the soul
God god now oh kick 'em out go
credits
from Destroy Language,
released December 13, 2018
written by Ian Downey
drums: Darren DeWispelaere
bass: Chris Reeg
guitar / vocals: Ian Downey
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