Whatever You Do, Don’t Put the Words ‘Climate Crisis’ in the Title

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Guante - Rap

Whatever You Do, Don’t Put the Words ‘Climate Crisis’ in the Title

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[Verse 1] Two turntables on the deck of the Titanic They pass the mic to you So spit a lifeboat, sing a time machine Wrap your arms around me Keep the cold from biting through Where's the fight in you? Flow like the North-Atlantic current You're a poet, you're a prophet, an extraordinary person So why can't you make 'em listen? All they gotta do is not hit the thing they just hit Got that new Cassandra on cassette Song of the hottest summer ever But I haven't listened yet Been busy with this living death You know, work and grocеries And posting on the internеt When the end is imminent That's what the villain says But I trust the broken doomsday clock Just needs to be right once And I'm running out of time I don't mean existentially I mean the 25 from central library Step outside into the hot sun Take my mask off Or at least the top one Air quality alert so I breathe in Let every burned tree in Reverse Exorcist Breathe in something to believe in Haunt or be haunted My knuckles bleeding From punching the top of the coffin No longer sleeping, just falling I take the coins out of my eyes Like I'm all in [Hook] All dressed up, no funeral All dressed up, no funeral All dressed up, no funeral Such a beautiful time to be alive All dressed up, no funeral All dressed up, no funeral [Verse 2] Wait: breaking news I've been following Just to hear the anchor "both sides" the apocalypse, great And they never name the villain Like a single burning bush is a sign But not a million? "Every individual is innocent" He preaches to the fire From the deck of the sinking ship Did you know at least three people Burned themselves alive To try to move the needle So what can we unburnt accomplish Maybe less, maybe more If I'm honest I don't think we ever had a chance I don't think we ever had a chance Luckily, I don't know shit about shit And even if I knew we would lose I wouldn't quit (For my species) Cynicism's so easy For the cool kids in designer life jackets But I've got friends in real life With every reason to sink Who've made lifeboats of their own caskets [Hook] All dressed up, no funeral All dressed up, no funeral All dressed up, no funeral Such a beautiful time to be alive All dressed up, no funeral All dressed up, no funeral [Outro] Traded the ship for a song Now with ice in our veins Bring the unsinkable on

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  • Guante