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ALL RISE

This period also aligned with a profound awakening I was having, where I was actually learning how the world works, and all of the massive scams and lies that are used to keep people in line while a very few people gain more and more power, and that power corrupts itself, and it just gets worse and worse, and more blatantly ridiculous all the time.
A full 5-6 years BEFORE the tea party & occupy movements! (which of course also become almost immediately corrupted and dysfunctional)

I guess I had just returned from my first trip to Costa Rica when I started this project, and in hindsight, that trip may have had something to do with the itchiness in the first place. It is now March 2014, and I just returned again from a trip to Costa Rica, and I actually do have some rash/itchiness going on, although nothing close to that first time.
I romanticize that country pretty heavily in this song, and although I am absolutely in love with the country, the trips I have taken since then have de-mysticixed it a bit for me.
Again, absolutely breathtakingly beautiful country, but theft is so heavily woven into the fabric of the culture, it becomes exhausting knowing that there are people always waiting to steal anything and everything you leave unguarded for more than 15 seconds.
Like most places, there are good and bad places to go.
I'm still looking for ways to spend the winters there, but I just had to clarify that it is not a utopia, and has its problems like all places.
And yes they do have TV's and politicians; the TV's I saw had surf videos playing on them, and the politicians I saw were faces on the currency.
But again, it's a quickly sketched song & shouldn't be taken literally..

LYRICS


Born into this world
And here they come with the drama and the problems
Liars, fear mongers and goblins
All to poison my mind by the television that keeps us deluded
So we don't rise up to shoot it

But I'm calling it out
It turns the remote back on me and turns me down
I smash it to smithereens and walk outside
I'm glad to hang where there's danger in with the beauty
Cuz there's beauty in the danger
Long gone, call of the wild
Now it's all litigation and medication
And these f'n criminals running all nations

And we've let it go on
The crazy things that they do, for far too long
One finger and the truth and I'm on my way
More and more every day


Nobody cares what's on your mind
Not unless you stand up & give em a reason to

Every night when I dream
My mind heads back to the beaches of Costa Rica
Beautiful swells and friendly tikas
Pura vida all day, never saw one television or politician
They got no need for armies or militias

Dumb people say, if you don't like it then leave
We don't want you anyway
If you want me to leave please pay my way
But anywhere I run, be on the wrong side of the gun
Adonde va esta calle
Mas cervezas por favor and a plane
Til that day, I say...

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