In a world full of fragile economies
With ancient philosophies and modern atrocities
Bombs have fallen,
As I look up to the sky...
Cos the bombs have fallen
They're killing civilians, starving the millions
Oh, Sweet William...
He's the deal, I pop the seal, and God's revealed
I'm with the guys trying not to feel
I feed on pills and crystal thrills
My Green Ketamine meal
Keeps me on an even keel
Clouds above like great, great gloves are covering cyclonic teal
The cycle spins, I pray it's not a breaking wheel
I listen to the thunderclouds
I listen to the thunderclouds
Dealers Gang, we're in ya f*ckin' area
You know we push that pack, spread that shit like malaria
Feeling like chip, I got that croc skin interior
Staunch like bull terriers, talk shit we'll bury ya
F*ck this whole nation of sinners and saviours
American intelligence controlling our behaviours
Rail a couple lines that's normal weekday behaviour
I got beams and,
I got beans and,
I got fiends smoking weed by the creek, yeah
I got trees telling me what can't be seen, yeah
On my knees, grasp the soil as I'm weeping
I listen to the thunderclouds
The suffering is palpable..
I listen to the thunderclouds
I sip like Bob Hawke but I feel like Gough Whitlam
Chronic got me coughin' and spittin' up dictums
I got...
I got things on my mind I just should not be thinkin'...
Uh
I got beams and,
I got beans and,
I got dreams forming into prophecies, yeah
Coalition had us labelled as extremist
Best believe, Dealers Gang can supersede 'em
I listen to the thunderclouds
I listen to the thunderclouds
I listen to the thunderclouds
Sometimes when I close my eyes I can feel walls caving in
I look up to the sky
And watch the bombs fall
While the thunderclouds start to form
Watch the bombs fall...