Lyrics:
Star Wars Drums

Victory won in a world of Hennessey and guns Too young for the marches but I remember these drums To start reality of wars and battles we fought for ours

drowned you with piles of downers around ya Such nostalgia and powers, such prowess, look how you cowered Jumped out on you now like I was a Jawa from fuckin' 'Star Wars

airplane mode Soy-based newsprint, black market food stamps Poison in the Pete moss, suffocated beat box B-boys in detox, corrugated cardboard Lockheed lobbyists' floor debating 'Star Wars

Armstrong, my brother, coming with rhymes every time that I be drumming Running with this shit when I kick a bitch in the stomach And star wars, this

arose to phase her Cracks a grin so wide it hides the stars And lights our path, back through the shattered glass We come like drumming thunder Tides

make a good rock-star, I don't know Comics, comics, comics daddy! Maybe I could make a good rock-star, I don't know Comics, comics daddy! Maybe I could

do it love way I see dem going down grudge way Iniquity can't touch we Chorus Babylon now what me see you try to tek away Jah star Left me to

Pennsy a part of me, South Philly through my arteries Thought the dark one, fearsome, slump son My vocal just a knuckle that sucker punched the drum Hip

arose to phase Her Cracks a grin so wide it hides the stars And lights Our path Back through the shattered glass (We come like drumming thunder Tides