Brother's Keeper

Moving Target

Brother's Keeper


Even when I cover my ears, I can still see the faces 
And even when I shut my eyes, I can still hear the voices 
Cuz the walls are speaking to me... 
cuz the streets are screaming at me 
Don't you know... there?s a target hanging over my head? 
And can't you see, my surroundings have been turned against me 
How can we be just products of our environment? 
How can we be... 
when the products are all we see? 
Sweet commerce is in the air tonight... 
and the streets read like a fucking magazine 
Turning tricks for the corporate pimps 
Turning tricks for the corporate pimps, yeah... 
Turning tricks for the corporate pimps 
Can?t stand still on the battlefields 
Everyday, those voices speak to you 
You swear that you?re not listening 
but you?re doing exactly what they tell you to 
An image with a phrase designed to manipulate 
Work like slaves just to grease the wheels with a few dollar bills... 
Turning tricks for the corporate pimps 
Turning tricks for the corporate pimps, yeah... 
Turning tricks for the corporate pimps 
Can't stand still on the battlefields... 
Can't stand still on the battlefields... 
you know they can?t market a moving target 
Can't stand still on the battlefields... 
and you know they can't fuck with this 
Can't stand still on the battlefields... 
Can't stand still on the battlefields...