Dirty Dike - Eight O'Clock In The Morning lyrics

[Produced By: Dirty Dike] [Verse 1] Big dogs order chaos, close the curtains and dine And it's fine but saving the world is a crime While sinners circle the shrine And the tin army keep the wooden workers in line Chop, chop, dig, dig, until there's nothing left Knock, knock, who's there? Probably d**h Found a sense of humor and lost your breath Laughing then, back in ten, worry not, practice zen While screaming "f** the cops" The only advice I've got is, live and stay positive But keep the receipts for any props you give Until the witch hunt's heading to where them corporate bosses live Political agitator getting stoned like the Sabbath breaker Money is the root of all evil And I see the fascinators we call people What did the postmortem say? They switched him off cause he awoke all the way Don't answer any phone calls today Before it's eight o'clock in the morning, pray [Chorus] (x2) We make it past eight o'clock in the morning, pray We make it past eight o'clock in the morning, pray I make it past eight o'clock in the morning, pray They are the predator you're the prey [Verse 2] It's a still summers day but it sounds like autumn When I'm walking on the remains of memory lane Like dry leaves that crunch beneath me feet But when you look it's just the concrete cooking in the heat On a long and lonely street, without a soul to greet Or a dog to show its teeth I think aloud and address a none existent crowd and talk frank And prior to this moment it's all blank And these empty thoughts are intricate You can see the air forcing itself around you as you're walking into it Feel it tingling from your toes to your fingertips Only in d**h will you understand what existence is But between me and you, life is like Flickering lights in the rear view An incessant need for new A constant redrafting of the morals we adhere too Then one day you'll awake in the same place No one around no trace of life that isn't past tense to grace your sight And with the click of your fingers day is night Switch the full spectrum on and off as you please No Gods to drop to your knees too [Bridge] Chop, chop, dig, dig Chop, chop, dig, dig [Chorus] We make it past eight o'clock in the morning, pray We make it past eight o'clock in the morning, pray I make it past eight o'clock in the morning, pray They are the predator you're the prey [Outro] Chop, chop, dig, dig Chop, chop, dig, dig