Rams (feat. A.C. The Program Director, Marchitect, Lil Rachett, URG 7 & Litco) - Jess The Facts

Don't wanna be a one man woman Got me stranded like a boat in the sand Just the thought of not spreading my wings drives me crazy Dressing up, fixing my strut Always prepared, you never know who shows up around the corner Maybe it's that Director Oh, I can sing, I can dance I can learn the smooth moves I will do anything you ask me to do Jump out on the stage, get locked up in a cage, Director Glitter and a touch of glamour Wanna impress me, show me real amour Flower curtains, rose petals on my bed, I'm your sweetheart Every new day a new chance for success The sooner, the better, 'cause I'll be the best But I draw the line at getting undressed, Director Oh, I can sing, I can dance I can learn the smooth moves I will do anything you ask me to do Jump out on the stage, get locked up in a cage, Director Mr Director I will do anything you want me to do Hey, Mr Director Anything, anything for you I can sing, I can dance Oh, I can sing, I can dance I can learn the smooth moves I will do anything you ask me to do Jump out on the stage, get locked up in a cage, Director Oh, I can sing, I can dance I can learn the smooth moves I will do anything you ask me to do Jump out on the stage, get locked up in a cage, Director Oh, bring it on, Director I know how to deliver Come on, Director

Do-do-do, do-do-do Do-do-do, do-do-do When boys are just eleven They begin to grow in height At a fast rate than they have done before They develop curiosity and start to fantasize About the things they have never thought of doing before These dreams are no more harmful than The usual thoughts that boys have of Becoming football stars or millionaires As long as the distinction between fantasy and fiction remains It's just a nature walk It's just the facts of life There's no master plan Walk me home from school I'll let you hold my hand You're getting ideas And when you sleep at night They develop into sweet dreams It's just the facts of life A boy sits by the telephone, wanting to call a girl But not daring to because she might say, "No" At last he summons up the courage phones And discovers someone else has asked her first And she's said, "Yes" Now's time to deal with the fear of being rejected No-one gets through life without being hurt At this point the boy who's listening to this song Is probably saying, "It's easier said than done" and it's true It's just the facts of life There's no master plan Walk me home from school I'll let you hold my hand You're getting ideas And when you sleep at night They develop into sweet dreams It's just the facts of life Do-do-do, do-do-do Do-do-do, do-do-do Small-town dating differs from more urban situations In particular if there's few places to go Adolescents normally gather in a cafe or an arcade If they have to almost anywhere will do A family car, a disused coalmine A rowing boat or a shed Experimentation, familiarization It's all a nature walk It's just the facts of life There's no master plan Walk me home from school I'll let you hold my hand You're getting ideas And when you sleep at night They develop into sweet dreams It's just the facts of life It's just the facts of life (Sweet dreams develop into ideas) There's no master plan (Ideas develop into sweet dreams) Walk me home from school (Sweet dreams develop into ideas) I'll let you hold my hand (Let you hold my hand) You're getting ideas (Sweet dreams develop into ideas) And when you sleep at night (Ideas develop into sweet dreams) They develop into sweet dreams (Sweet dreams develop into ideas) It's just the facts of life It's just the facts of life (Sweet dreams develop into ideas) There's no master plan (Ideas develop into sweet dreams) Walk me home from school (Sweet dreams develop into ideas) I'll let you hold my hand (Let you hold my hand)

Your second self Within the incoherence, the dysfunction, hallucinations Fight with the realm of reality Motionless, you broadcast your thoughts and ideals You exist on display Unsatisfied Your emptiness Your escape With limited rules and consequences Your definition of efficiency The minimal loss of time The maximum grant of pleasure But you remain dry Your disregard and lost interest In the simplest and genuine life delights They loss their sweetness within your new found life Within your new found life Keep digging In the bottomless barrel of your illusions With the certainty you can be anyone you want You wear your new identities as if it was better fitted for you Isn't easier to erase Then face your failures This short term relief Will leave you with a heavy social void Each moment spent is taking you further from an end From me and everyone else Yet you can't stop? Didn't you question yourself twice before Making it your priority, your obsession Yet you can't stop?

I saw what became of the future We all watch as the faces start to pass No turning back (no turning back) Some fall under waves of confusion Some crawl, some days just fade to black Then it's in the past (just like that) And it's all been for what cause? For what goddess or what god? For who's profit and who's loss? We fade to black 'Cause we can't face the facts Can't face the facts So I call on the serfs in the center Don't fall for the snares laid in your path They want that (yeah they want that) I know that it's hard to remember But you know they will shatter if you act Just like that (just like that) And it's all been for what cause? For what goddess or what god? For who's profit and who's loss? We fade to black 'Cause we can't face the facts Can't face the facts 45 homicides by the 9 on my mind While a drive-by cuts another life line Fortified by the lies on my timeline Four or five guys buy up half the skyline My my these are tryin' times But we're titans when we're fighting in our right mind I'd like to take it back It's high time we face the facts

The infection is spreading Like a field infested with insects, with pests that multiply Unable to treat the infection, it's becoming larger You can't handle You let it go You let it take over Leaving The open field for them to multiply You don't care Because what grows is not deemed worth the fight As a result your plants are dying at an alarming rate Nobody bats an eye We only hear well written public statements full of promises We hear you say you're concerned, that you understand but nothing is done State of emergency, where are the resources? It's all talk Help isn't on the way! Communities will remain under strain Pushed to the breaking point Everyone is scrambling to save lives As long as you feel their lives do not matter They will keep dying