Requiem for Dying Mothers, Pt. 2 - Stars of the Lid

Stand tall, we are surrounded by hatred Left to defend our rights and wrongs We're segregated to other worlds Classified as the blind We are part of the living breathing And we are not the only ones We are more than self-righteous patrons And we are not the only ones Shattered, we must pick up the pieces Misrepresented and libeled Decorated with shame I am appalled At the animosity we have created I am appalled Look at all we have become Look at all we have become We are part of the living breathing And we are not the only ones We are more than self-righteous patrons And we are not the only ones

My features form with a change in the weather We can, we can work it out My features form with a change in the weather We can, we can work it out When the wind blows, when the mothers talk When the wind blows When the wind blows, when the mothers talk When the wind blows, we can work it out It's not that you're not good enough It's just that we can make you better Given that you pay the price We can keep you young and tender Following the footsteps of a funeral pyre You were paid not to listen, now your house is on fire Wake me up when things get started When everything starts to happen My features form with a change in the weather We can, we can work it out My features form with a change in the weather We can, we can work it out When the wind blows, when the mothers talk When the wind blows When the wind blows, when the mothers talk When the wind blows, we can, only we can work it out Some of us are horrified, others never talk about it But when the weather starts to burn Then you'll know that you're in trouble Following the footsteps of a soldier girl It is time to put your clothes on and to face the world Don't you feel your luck is changing? When everything starts to happen Put your head right next to my heart The beat of the drum is the fear of the dark My features form with a change in the weather We can, we can work it out My features form with a change in the weather We can, we can work it out When the wind blows, when the mothers talk When the wind blows When the wind blows, when the mothers talk When the wind blows, we can, only we can work it out

Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, bye, whoa, oh oi Catch the vibes The reggae and the ragtime Ho-oi-oi Catch the vibes, catch the vibes Ho-oi-oi 'Cause it's Lucas with the lid off Catch the vibes, catch the vibes Ho-oi-oi 'Cause it's Lucas with the lid off Watch me now, you hear me now Watch me now, oh Whatever bubbles, bubbles up I feel Run come follow me, run come follow me now Whatever bubbles, bubbles up I feel Run come follow me, run come follow me now Whatever bubbles, bubbles up I feel Run come follow me, run come follow me now Whatever bubbles, bubbles up I feel Run come follow me, run come follow me now I feel so good Watch me now Strike the right chord And I'll rap, rap my skullcap Electric, until I blow my top off And rap my lyrics right around the global earlobes In orbit by bit I make it fit 'Cause I'm here to knit myself together In whatever split form I format And after that I never stay the same And treat defeat like a doormat To jump around on I'm here to spread poetic confetti, you ready? Open, open, open up your skullcap And let it rain, let it rain, let it rain, let it drain Only I'm too cool to have a good time But really I'm a muted trumpet type of talk-away Hey-ey-ey Move it to the front, take it off, take it off Catch the vibes 'Cause it's Lucas with the lid off Catch the vibes, catch the vibes Ho-oi-oi 'Cause it's Lucas with the lid off Catch the vibes, catch the vibes Ho-oi-oi 'Cause it's Lucas with the lid off Watch me now, you hear me now Whatever bubbles, bubbles up I feel Run come follow me, run come follow me now Whatever bubbles, bubbles up I feel Run come follow me, run come follow me now Whatever bubbles, bubbles up I feel Run come follow me, run come follow me now Whatever bubbles, bubbles up I feel Run come follow me, run come follow me now I feel so good, I feel so good Welcome to my brain I've got the lid off My chest, I got my nut off The type of spirit That could break your framework That's tamed by the aim to stay the same Hear the voice of summer Za-za-za At once I got to hum a melody That represents the type of flow I kick When my tongue is swinging like a drumstick Of a jazzy type of lick Everybody's got the lid on tightly Afraid of what might be lurking right behind the knot of safety So undo yourself and watch my rhyme grow Out of my lyrical chimney But don't repeat my voice to the beat When you hear the track again Make up your own words 'Cause the rhythm is a conduit To break and split from the homegrown The well-known, it's on to the unknown See everyone's a firecracker microphone About to get hooked up and lit Look up and let, look up and let Whatever bubbles up out your head Spread the vibes and illuminate the sky 'Cause it's Lucas with the lid off It's Lucas with the lid off It's Lucas with the lid off Come on and take your lid off Watch me now, you hear me now Freak the solo, freak the solo (freak it) Just spread the vibes, kid Watch me now, you hear me now Whatever bubbles, bubbles up I feel Run come follow me, run come follow me now Whatever bubbles, bubbles up I feel Run come follow me, run come follow me now Whatever bubbles, bubbles up I feel Run come follow me, run come follow me now Whatever bubbles, bubbles up I feel