(Regrettably produced in blasphemy; aka,
A carbon remedy melody)
[Intro:]
With roots up and in between…
[Verse 1:]
Based near a coniferous forest,
With a mountain range so Rocky,
Come on!?
You’re destined to forfeit! (So edgy!)
Then …there’s the other-side,
A harsh desert space,
Disguised as a prairie in it’s place &
Human planted Mono crop haven
making it all look in poor taste.
Although not everything looks habitable,
These Badlands are our homeland!
[Chorus:]
Often times, this place may look like barely something!
All flat , dead , covered in salt …
Might as well go muddin’ …
(The irrigation canals were our lifeblood!)
If you know, you know?
No , it ain’t a bluff-thang.
I-Y-K-Y-K
[Verse 2:]
Often typecasted as small minded,
I’ll help you from being blinded.
Our metros have culture!
(not just Agriculture!)
Truth is,
it takes a lot to survive the unpredictable
provinces, where precipitation be volatile!
[Chorus:]
Often times, this place may look like barely something!
All flat , dead , covered in salt …
Might as well go muddin’ …
(The irrigation canals make up our lifeblood!)
If you know, you know?
No , it ain’t a bluff-thang.
I-Y-K-Y-K
[Verse 3:]
Ahem, it’s very important to have your attention please!
Cuz you gotta know Alberta’s Indigenous be holding it down,
In a constant state of FOOKIN’ DEADLY!!! (AUHHH! HAHA)
Truly the O G’s (go tell your dad!)
Settle-down,
Now… Look me in the eye!
I’m an ally & your
straight Trilla Auntie!
[Chorus:]
Often times, this place may look like barely something!
All flat , dead , covered in salt …
Fuck it, might as well go muddin’ …
(The irrigation canals make up a lifeblood!)
If you know, you know?
No , it ain’t a bluff-thang.
I-Y-K-Y-K
[Outro:]
Dino n’ Oil be flowing through the hearts of these sands;
Yet, late stage capitalism has things looking a lil shaky lately.
Seems like all these governments be losing they sanities ,
ain’t going to get into no profanities
So yeah, A beautifully harsh turmoil.
CarbonCodas
