Video No Sentry de Adult Jazz 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Adult Jazz - No Sentry Lyrics

Some tame, tame white man
He is concerned with his own hand
On the palm the ever-growing lesion
He sits stern through all the warping seasons
He rots away but thinks himself a Jesus

And high above
His bones baked down
You do
Seal that cloud with pitch
That flower withholding bloom

His facts, his feelings
Are roughly coupled within
And juggled to remain
A special animal
Fear strikes at his origin
And it's just dust to become
To be rid of it
He taunts you
Oh his lust to punish
Knows no bounds!

The meanings wane
The world the same
Without a sentry
South or wеst
Or to and from
The words popped empty