Hail Mary Leakey

Hail Mary Leakey

No Trigger
(album: Canyoneer)

Work hard, play nice then send your souls to paradise
That�s your choice, one beekeeper, several billion bees
My honey quota will land me a spot inside
But just in case I�ll soak my legs in the deepest pollen vast and then
Transform worker to drone
I�ll dig the biggest hole
Die all alone and watch my soul just rot in dirt without a home
Give us this day our daily bread, but not too much please
My appetite has dried out in the last few centuries
But I�m still not going hungry

The few, the proud, the rebel merchants selling science
Intrepid volunteers just easing in a new-school doctrine
Giant lab coats and explosions, powdered old-wave revelations
Dodging smoke and mirrors in the dark
Transform worker to drone
I�ll dig the biggest hole
Die all alone and watch my soul just rot in dirt without a home

The only one with complex eyes that scan and recognize
Sources soaked in hearsay, these words polarize us
Out-dated blueprints, obsolete framework with foundations in the mud
Lets show the new world how it�s done

So here we are
And it�s just me, and mixer Huxley
We�re right outside, open the door
Because it�s me, and friggin� Huxley
Leading not deep into deception

Ladies and gentlemen, the situation has evolved
Direct your attention overhead and watch the curtain fall

Take a good look at the hive tonight then watch the fireflies
Cut it down and say goodbye
Tired bugs with complex eyes, tired bugs with complex eyes
So let�s utilize them and behold
Ladies and gentlemen, the situation has evolved