Blue - Sage Francis

He was a southpaw but had a killer right swing

An outlaw inside of the ring

Every now and then he’d be put against the ropes but then he’d bounce back

Catch a second wind and throw blows 'til noses crack

He smashed mouths, he saw red and blacked out

Received a couple pats on the back for the smack downs

Negative reinforcement, never did he endorse it

Had the business sense to wait for press conferences to talk shit

He wasn’t a dullard, though he’d never say much

Properly mothered but his father taught him how to take a punch

It was bare knuckle touch of tough love

When he got drunk enough he took his kid down to the gym and fit him up with

gloves

Tied together with a shoelace, took em apart put em on

Looked in the mirror, practiced his screw face

Said, «This is for you, Pops, for all the things we never got to do»

The hottest part of a flame is blue

The hottest part of a flame is blue

Now we got children thinking that they’re born to fistfight

Cause they’ve been promised an apocalypse, by prophets without insight

He coulda fooled us, in fact we’re dumbstruck

The school bus is looking like a dump truck

Stuffed in class like a landfill until it overflows

Babysitters can’t get the students off their mobile phones

A junkyard dog is eating trash in the cafeteria

Feeling mad at America

The school counselor likes to recycle psychobabble

The assistant to the teacher is just an old TV

Now they’ve all got the urge to battle

Cause they see a sign that says, «Like to travel?

R.O.T.C.»

I don’t think he can handle, he goes from flannel to camo

Cold putting all the ammo in his gun

He watched channel one, switched to channel two

Unplug completely, the hottest part of a flame is blue

We’re acting like an enemy is the sea, sky, and land now

Came across soldiers who did nothing but yell, «stand down»

In their spare time inside a shower stall

If not that, they’re at the corner store playing PowerBall

And when the towers fall, they get protective of this land

And won’t stand for anything to get resurrected

They’re waiting for the second coming, the Great Pumpkin

Deep down, they know they really wanna do is break something

That’s what they’re trained to do

And then they say to you

«Just cause you see the devil in my eyes don’t make it true»

And I say, «true enough»

All that fire in your eyes shows pain

But the flame ain’t blue enough