THE EAGLE'S VIEW

I'm an eagle, soaring high above

Watching you fuckers fall in love

With your concrete boxes and your cars

Building your prison behind bars

You cut down the trees, you pave the ground

Build your suburbs all around

Take out a mortgage for thirty years

While drowning in debt and fears

You drive to work, you drive to shop

Your body's starting to drop

Diabetes and cancer, side by side

On your suburban ride to die

Now you're on dialysis, chemo, radiation

A fucking medical vacation

You poisoned yourself with every bite

Now you're fighting with all your might

And from your hospital window, weak and pale

You spot something moving on the trail

"Hey, who's that guy on that bicycle?"

As you're dying in your bed so sterile

I'm just an eagle, but I see the truth

You destroyed your own health and youth

Chased a dream that made you sick

Now you're paying for every trick