What have we here, storm before calm?
Strung out on fear so pass me the napalm.
Break bread with me before it is stolen.

Sleep with one eye open, silence is golden.

Life: A magazine. Death: A reality.

Drug dealer heroes, thug celebrities.
Rush hour gridlock may seem drastic;
An open road compared to drug traffic.


Starving to death on a Quaalude diet!
Living in a Slow Motion Riot!

Conciseness, it has been gagged and bound.
Better make your last confession.
The worlds doing its best impression

Of a ship with nowhere to go but down!

Skyscraper fantasies, ghetto realities.

Dreams watered down like soft core !@$^ography.
Watch your step, gang related death.
Funeral day, wonder who's next.

Crime is the standard, built up immunity
Only care if it's our community.
Smokescreen safety, can't trust the Government.

In this world, Hell seems Heaven sent!

Starving to death on a Quaalude diet!

Living in a Slow Motion Riot!
Conciseness, it has been gagged and bound.
Better make your last confession.

The worlds doing its best impression
Of a ship with nowhere to go but down!


We're going down!

Were

In
A
Slow

Motion
Riot


We're living in a Slow Motion Riot (x4)

Life: a magazine! Death: reality!

(We're living in a Slow Motion Riot!)
Life: a magazine! Death: reality!
(We're living in a Slow Motion Riot!)

Life: a magazine! Death: reality!
(We're living in a Slow Motion Riot!)
Life: a magazine! Death: reality!

(We're living in a Slow Motion Riot!)

We're living in a Slow Motion Riot!