International Council from Sundone by Wyld Katz

We're gathering here today
To talk about
The future of J
The future of J

So what do you gotta say
For yourself
Say it for yourself

The future is dark
And no one knows where they are
In this world
In this world
In this world
Can't let there be another war
Can't let there be another war
I'm from the South
Listen to me please
We need your help
Man, yeah
We need your help
Please listen to me
Scions of the Nor---of the west I mean
The South needs your help
Please, listen to me
Western dudes
Please
Please
Please

They've taken our lava
Our lava supply
They've taken our lava supply
And no one else can help us
But you
No one else can help us
But the west
You've faced them before
Tell them they know what's in store
If they go up against you
And they're going up against us
If they go up against us
Then they'll go up against both of us together
Both of us together
Please we need you
C'mon you Northern surfers
You losers
That's our goo
That lava's our goo
We need it back from you
We need this from you
C'mon that's our goo
That magma's our goo
We need to get it back
We need to get it back from you

Don't listen to them
They say they're only saying that
To get their way
Listen to us please
Listen to us please
East
You can stop them if you tell them to
Knock it off
Tell them to knock it off
We can't do this alone
None of us is really alone
Not alone
They can't just do whatever they want
Whatever they want, no
There's a reason
We all came here
I don't think it was to tell you to steer clear
Of this conflict
Tell me East and West
The superpowers of J
Did you come here today
Just to tell me to quit
Just to tell me to sit down
Cuz we can't even sit down
We get stuck
Cuz our wet butts
Would stick to the chairs
Cuz it's too cold
It's too cold
Please, listen to me
No use
There's no use

Quiet
Pull me aside
Listen to me please
Keep your voices down
Prime minister of the east
I have an idea
Listen to me
I have an idea
We can be
The masters of the world of J
If you listen to me
We back the north
Send them our boys
They wanna surf anyway

Listen to me
Don't listen to
This big loser
He gives me the
Creeps
He gives me the creeps
Listen to me
Your advisor
Prime Minister
Just give
The north
A bunch of supplies
Don't tell
Anyone
What we did
It'll be a secret
The south and the west
Will never hear it
They'll never hear it no
We'll send our dudes to this war zone
And then we'll be strong enough
To stand up to
Everyone
Everyone who listened to us

Deliberate
All you want
We can't wait forever
We're running out of food in the south
We can't wait forever
We'll go to war if we must
It doesn't matter what you tell us
We're running out of time
Running out of time
Of time
No time
No time

• Experimental
• Mixed Tape
• dark sickness jams
• improvised
• improvised music
• Illinois