Michael Franti And Spearhead - Listener Supported lyrics

Six foot six above sea level I grab the mic because I take you to another mental level low power frequency radio modulation the big sound from the underground another pirate radio station we bring the truth to places truth is never heard before we bring the sound communication of our tribal war dark vision fly by helicopters in the night attempt triangulation of our station in the fight straight from the bass the deep down low precision high crime treason we broadcastin' sedission like the wall street mornin' afternoon edition commandeering airwaves from unknown positions (chorus) Live and direct we comin' never pre-recorded with information that will never be reported disregard the mainstream media distorted whoop! whoop! we comin' listener supported Don't take no prisoners if can't afford to feed none don't start no fights if you can't predict the outcome don't make donations where you cannot get your dough back fuck the apathetic bullshittas send em' all your prozac I will not climb into your telephone tree and "hell no you can't put me on hold!" it's the same recorded message you'd been singin' all along keep handin' us the bible while you walkin' off with all the gold the bureaucratic office sends you merry-go-rounding while the KKK police the streets by blood hounding interest on the credit card just keeps on compounding but the FCC can neva shut this pirate sound down (chorus)