Paroles de la chanson Altered Native Soul par Shaka Ponk

Another comic holy morning when I’ve got this feeling
I'm altered-native being
What's the matter ?
My matter's not so well, they say ….
Politician pro-lazy
Poly-mission's hard for ‘em
But that's ok

I'm altered-native, I'm altered-native

On the morning shining sun
God bless everybody
God kiss everyone
When the acid rain it comes
Truth hits everybody

Truth hits everyone
I'm an altered lonely soul, matricidal

Another stunning holy day
Sitting on the grass, opé
Bitching on my ass, ok
What's my type ?

I'm just an alternative son
Alt-irradiated by the time
Native of this earth o' mine

I'm decorated, I'm decorated

Hey, ain't it funny ? People can be so lazy
Hey for the mess-up, we get better, we get on top

Maybe that's just a way to say:

If I’m dying down below I'm taking everybody ,
I'm taking everyone
If the acid rain it comes,
I'm blowing up everything I'm killing everyone
I'm an altercating soul, matricidal