Lyrics Busdriver – Sun Shower
Text:
Me and you in love with our
Rule over solid waste
Our artistic merit is questionable
We’ll fall on our face
Not to sound pragmatic
But our parents were right
This ain’t adequate
But you can always seek refuge under…
Sunshowers
There’s a place for you and a place for me under…
Sunshowers
Return to the bourgeoisie while I sift through debris
You view the poverty line as a threshold
For truth in pricey slums
This ain’t art school, it’s a shark pool
Of well-groomed yuppie scum
And they got orders to kill
Watch them fashion your cell
How’d they get a recording deal
When they’re wack as hell
But the chicken-scratch in your sketchbook
It mirrors what you loath
Sunshowers
There’s a place for you and a place for me under…
Sunshowers
Sunshowers
There’s a place for you and a place for me under…
Sunshowers
They got easels to stain, and uh
Egos inflamed, and their
Neat codenames
I saw your sub-genre in a passing glance
It was you and your DJ in matching pants
Sleeping pills and record sleeves
Defaced museum pieces
Concert-goers flailing arms
Taxidermy for the nouveau riche
I don’t need this
I don’t need this…
Sunshowers
There’s a place for you and a place for me under…
Sunshowers
Sunshowers
I don’t need this, I don’t need this
Sunshowers
Album
Busdriver – RoadKillOvercoat
