Death from Above Video (MV)

Rebel was a free man
Smoking grass on the lawn
Cruising in the dank van
Nothing much left to pawn
I heard you couldn't post bail
I heard they built a new jail
Even though the old one was fine
I heard you got the fam blocked
I heard you've kept the dreads locked
In the greasy palm of your hand

But if it's push or shove
If it's peace or love
If it's death from above
Will it ever be enough?

Rebel calls his old man
Ask and you shall receive
Money for the phone plan
More than you would believe
I heard you bought some new glass
I heard you're flying first class
But you didn't pack any shoes
I heard you burned the sage up
Co-op cashier's a pay bump
If you're willing to take the time

But if it's push or shove
If it's peace or love
If it's death from above
Will it ever be enough?

Well it's hard to have all that you've got
And pretend that it's not - to pretend that's it's just like the 60s
All you're friends have gone broke
Is this part of the joke?

Rebel wakes at sunrise
Blows dust off the yoga mat
Cruises down the free way
Horns blow man cut him some slack
I heard he gave it all up
I heard he spent it all but
There's really no way to tell
I heard he's on a new path
I heard he sold some cheap grass
But he never felt he was free