The Smog Gets Thicker Songtext
von Jonathan Mann

Looking in the mirror, déjà vu
Standing on a step stool with a mustache too
Long pants, hot dance, turn around, wide stance
Funny how the sunsets are pretty when the smog gets
Thicker than a bowl of stew
We′re bathing in CO2
I'm calling after you
But you don′t hear me

I am a militant
Non militant against fundamentalism
Pro people
I believe in us, love and the Shaking Leaves
I remember you
You remember me
I've been here before a moment in time
To ignore it would be a crime
Mark Summers was covered in slime
And he was obsessive


Compulsive in the mirror 8 0 2
Hairy chest grows now third one through
Of the track, going down
Lift off, smoke stack
Funny how the summer gets
Nicer when the sun sets
Chased by korgano the moon
Join my rebel platoon
We'll take over this rock soon
We′ll be scholars
And tricksters and kings and queens
Led by science and love and the means
Of production will no matter, machines
Will do our
Bidding
Aah

Looking in the mirror, déjà vu
Standing on a step stool with a mustache too
Long pants, hot dance, turn around, wide stance
Funny how the sunsets are pretty when the smog gets
Thicker...