Rise - Lunar C

Swung my way through the jungle naked, life is fun and games

My shit’s bananas I’m a fucking ape

I’m fierce like a mandrill I sit in the treetops throwing down handfuls of shit

Young Caesar, stop with the buffoonery, let my brothers free from the zoo

I’ve got twenty ape bitches eating fleas off me too

One for me one for you, monkey see monkey do

No little bit of conscience I get it done even if it’s wrong

I kill their young and little ones and Diddy Kongs

I’m at war with anybody that walks in my territory

Got the shrewdness to jack tourists

Swinging in, silverback glistening, strong enough to rip a chimp limb from limb

Living in this jungle it ain’t safe at all

If I slip I hope the branches break my fall

And your bitch hears my mating call

She’s in the palm of my hand, I’m King Kong, ape instincts I do this shit like

it’s easy

Monkey business, if they’re fucking with us then I’ll hang ‘em off the edge of

a cliff like Raffiki

Man makes fire I’m a Neanderthal

We have evolved, team standing tall

Walking upright, known amongst the local bums in the frozen tundra

As noble hunter-gatherers, hungry scavengers

Caveman, I put a deer in a leglock

Might chuck a spear at your headtop

Troglodyte, uncolonised

Forest life, prehistoric type

Stalk on prey and feed on 'em like

Primates that had to live in the ice age

Woolly mammoth fur-jacket swagging back to my cave

Dragging my concussed wife by the ponytail, rain snow or hail I’m built to

survive

Trying to put up with this weather whether rubbing sticks together or lightning

strikes I’m in my sabretooth-tiger-print robe looking like a king

In the digital age

Where everything that’s difficult’s made simple and plain

And we don’t have to think with our brains

Modern man, cock in hand

Posing on the Gram just for the bants

'Til the robots and holograms kill us all

Evolution’s hit a wall

Destined to self-destruct

Too dumb to tell we’re fucked

Hate held us back with less humanity

Judging race, gender, class and sexuality

We may have set a trap you’ll never have to see

Just leave your grand kids annoyed

And disappointed that the planet’s destroyed

But if we can’t function and he can’t

Tell Trump to push the restart button

Have another big bang

Could send us into extinction

I’m pondering at my pathetic existence

Unstable, stressed, fame-obsessed

Lame depressed, waste of flesh ape descendants, unafraid of death

Kids growing up quick only just to drink, smoke and fuck and have kid’s growing

up quick only just to drink, smoke and fuck

And so on and so on it goes on there’s no one that knows what to do about it