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THE PLAN


Artist: G. Scott
Artist's Description
AN INTRICATE, TEMPO CHANGING ANTHEM, OF PROTEST AGAINST THE CURRENT STATE OF THE COUNTRY, AND THE PROPHESIED RETURN TO GLORY!

Genre(s): Alternative and Punk, Heavy Metal, Grunge, Rock & Roll
Mood(s): Aggressive, Anthemic, Heavy, Patriotic
Style(s): Inspirational
Language(s): English
Standard License:$50.00
Extended License:$250.00

THE PLAN

By G. Scott
(Intro 4 heavy chords between lines)

Let’s start out slow

with a tight roll

fxxx the senators

and congressional hoes

This country was founded

by some smoking fools

Now run by bureaucrats’

manipulating rules

(Building tempo and aggression) We have to change the tide, take a little ride, break down the doors and get inside

(Back to slow) 'The White House'

is 'The Temple of Doom'

We the People, need the power

and we need it SOOOONN!

(Up Tempo)

So - ‘fxxx The Police’ and their iron bars, standard issue soldiers in their flashing cars

They can’t take from me, what lies inside my head

And no rich arrogance, can turn my blood from red

Cause when it runs, yeah, it’ll be for a cause

Not a contract, with some retractable clause

So pass me the bong, create a buzz to think

Society’s scared, teetering on the brink..IT’S TIME

(Slow to Fast Tempo)

For the children to rise, the chosen realize

“The One” steps up to the podium and squashes the lies

Democratic ties to the middle east

Hippocratic cries that lead us to defeat

Like Vietnam, a pointless war of deceit

We have enough blood flowing in our streets

And what is this shit? You need a fxxxing gang?

Shrinking balls by yourself, mumbling in slang

Capping different colors isn’t bravery

I thought chains went out with slavery?

WORD UP!!!

Chorus

Cause it’s the sign of the times, it’s my bad - fxxx me

Betrayal, the knife I turned my back - It struck me

I pull it out, lick the blade, and draw a line in the sand

You cross over, bulldozer, become a stain on the land

And now upon you I stand…You’re just not part of The Plan

Verse2

(Fast)

So-o in the words of Denny, ”Can’t we all get along”

‘Smoke Two Joints’ and chill with ‘Cheech and Chong’

Cause there is ‘Nice Dreams’ when my eyes are sewn

But in reality the nightmare’s full blown

‘Freddy Krueger’ has his blades on America’s face

The face of a nation that is giving chase

To our beloved ‘Constitution of The United States’

We demand some retribution for ‘Our fathers’ and faith

Do you relate? Can you hear the music talk?

We need to feel A-L-I-V-E, and not be lined in chalk

Guns kill, but it’s the brain that triggers

If I choose to feel numb I’ll slam 15 jiggers

Maybe Jaeger Bombs or shots of Jose’s Gold

Chase it with an ale, I think, I’m getting bold - fxxx Yeah!

(Medium to Fast)

Soo tell me your name, little girl, are you stuck on yourself?

Kardashian attitudes should be put on a shelf – and burned

Pathetic souls like you are fxxxing bringing me down

You’re not royalty, even if so, get the fxxx out of town

Don’t take me outta context, I’m not a lamb on the news

I’m just another bystander who the government’s bruised

-For their self-gratifying, greedy appetites

If the world smokes dope, why can’t they see the light?

“The One” will raise the epic torch like Ms. Liberty

And change this evil ‘term oil’ - into ecstasy

Then we’ll all be high, in this ‘Star Spangled’ land

Free to pass the peace pipe from hand to hand

That’s The Plan

Chorus

Cause it’s the sign of the times, it’s my bad, fxxx me

Betrayal, the knife, I turned my back, It struck me

I pull it out, lick the blade, and draw a line in the sand

You cross over, bulldozer, become a stain on the land

And now upon you I stand…You’re just not part of The Plan

(Bold is aggressive group vocals)

(Heavy bassline melodic punk)

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