Flobots - Wrestling Israel Lyrics
[Verse 1]Hunu? got cheeks when he's wrestlingI wanna keep my confessions so I keep throwing guesses atHim like suggestions don't spar him pressin' on meHere's a lesson tryin' to be where my best is and IKeep throwing lefties 'til my right's all rightWhere I left him out of reach of the people out to get himDon't do handouts; no I hand out concessionsSayin' "I ain't got nothin' but my hands. Clutch my treasure."A measure of a man is kindnessWhy do I preach to the choir and whatever my kind is?My eyes are on the other side of minusIf my lifestyle tapes from the other side, I'm fine withThreats to my climate hang in the air like promiseI wanna be seas need a planet to rise with myFeet on the bodies; these streets are overlinedAnd from anyone the chosen one can rise[Hook (x2)]For the broke and way we fight todayAnd the fires burning bright as flamesThere's a balm in GileadThere's a balm in Gilead[Verse 2]I was never one to wanna throw away the lawsMore the one to wanna floor debate the flawsOffer up amendments and coordinate the causeAnd keep the faith a let the Lord escape the crossDear Gods, please protect me from those who take you literallyPause, bless each emotion that contols mePlease forgive me for every time I didn't reallyReflect peace or at least provide a bitter releaseTo those literally burned by your followersWorkin' for Haliburton or totin' ExcalibursSome of them know all the words but unaware of theHonorarium from Livin' on a PrayerSincerely John and Brer, we deliver high (with no cannibus)P.S. we try to stay humble but we hope that you're a fan of usIf not we can adjust. P.P.S. My God, why have you abandoned us?[Hook (x4)]For the broke and way we fight todayAnd the fires burning bright as flamesThere's a balm in GileadThere's a balm in Gilead[Verse 3]I'm trying to walk the path of an ancient hemophiliacBasilisk lizard while I'm standing on a lilypadRetelling stories that are older than the IleadThere is a balm, there is a balm in GileadWe but the balms in the side and the side to healPut the balm inside, inside reveal??? ring hollow like a GlockenspielTime for what might not be realSo whatever your tradition, never stop wrestlingWith precedent and privilege, never stop wrestlingWith flags and divinity, never stop wrestlingWith love for your enemies, never stop wrestlingWith faith and community, never stop wrestlingWith every god you worship, never stop wrestlingTryin' to be perfect but love who you areTo divine your true prupose[Hook (x8)]For the broke and way we fight todayAnd the fires burning bright as flamesThere's a balm in GileadThere's a balm in Gilead
