Postmen Fever Lyrics

Fever Lyrics

They come and ask you for your life

 Men its a fever

 Let love abide and joy will rise (2x)

 

 The only thing next to meet is the grim reaper

 While your life is terrorised by the late fever

 They paralize ya by legalising the reefer

 I know cuz my nose got the sense of a golden retriever

 But trial is on the disbeliever

 The highest bidder

 We got the cure blowing out ya transmitter

 Politics, music it `s all the same but the

 Post not to blame for all sorrow and pain

 Campaign, cuz we reign let`s get the

 The kabinet changed

 Keep ya to ear

 To it music and we do it again

 Don't let a fever ruin your plan.

 The future is at hand

 Don't feel accused, but you been used in many attempts

 

 Chorus

 

 Everybody likes more freedom and more welfare

 More shares of the pot that feeds'em

 We talk sense if it ain't teaching

 We got demands from a nation thats starving and dying to get a chance

 Where's you heart at take part of a dream starting

 Increased violence in the luxury life supported

 Allready thought it would lead the way the finger points to

 Cuz they're the ones that really you.

 

 Men the air you breath only temporary

 No money cant compete

 Against the value of life we all know we need

 Squeze the fever out of breathers to lust for greed

 Lifes a breaze cant seem to live comfortably

 Global politickin judging us scarfully

 Plus the streets never really took care of we

 Packin heat as means to live carefully

 Reality fever

 

 Chorus

 

 Young life insecure not sure about wrong or right

 what is it that makes u fight

 and why live it we know it ain't not permitted

 but it does in the streets

 where there's rules and they not to keep

 opposite things a state of mind poverty brings.

 we tell you about jobs and the value of market it in

 put a target on print for the bombartment

 generals marched in roll out the red carpet

 there's control by the fever at the bank, it runs where the money goes

 everybody love it that's how grows

 pullin plugs on a mind that is easily bugged

 They get you drugged, get you what?

 

 Chorus