The Apocalypse (feat. Calc2 & Tucker Booth)

Diesel trucks, cardboard signs, Russian bars, 90's indy shows, veggie burritos Middle school locker talk, acting coach, hot-meets-Goth, fishing shows Transparency is the apocalypse, we heart WikiLeaks Julian Assange, interview of the year, caught the government in their underwear Transparency is the apocalypse, we love WikiLeaks Julian Assange, mi amour voulez vous, plus you're skinnier than Michael Moore Call me naive, but why is everyone so pissed? It's not like we didn't know the military was doing this Focus, look yourself in the mirror, you Broke this, the only way to get clearer is Trade the propaganda for a pair of shears And cop to the lies of the former der Fuhrer I'm surer of this than Thou Shalt Not Commit Murder Unless you live the truth, you will go nowhere further than the Island you self-created, from the people who Initiated your right to call the shots that fueled Iraqi hatred, when our troops started acting crazy And killing women and babies, but when WikiLeaks dropped the tape, they said Assange was the problem Look, the problem, is the cause, of Human rights violations, not Assange He might've got a massage, c'est dommage, from One of any ten thousand sirens in his entourage Til two chicks that he was breaking off, started Making calls, pissed he kept taking off To do what he wants, that's Tucking and uncovering governments who break the law Big businesses that take it all, and Military kill squads that rape 'em all Free press activism, his native call Til those chicks made a CIAgent call Then there was tape involved, seriously? If by Tape I mean they didn't like the way he laid 'em All and all got away with it all. Boo-hoo! Creating enemies like Harry Potter's favorite wand Oh, he'll take 'em on, and Make espionage look good like James Bond Army drop outs, bland Chicago music blogs, gun purchase weddings, old hair Skate brand distributors, philosophy undergrad, bodega sales, the cost of Bad sinks, r&b host emcee, pink floyd fans, tight leather shoes And all the other dangerously furry lower lips