The Revolution Was Postponed Because of Rain

Cool and steady and easy And make them like it Well The revolution was postponed because of rain The underlying immediate political socio-economic And trigger mechanism causes were all in place when Some nee-gro or the other got hungry Had to stop at the McDonald's Had to get on the line with the new trainee cashier "Uhh, where's the button for the fries?" So we missed the bus Then the leader couldn't find his keys Didn't want some poor ass moving His brand new 20" and VCR Out his living room on the shoulders It was too late when the locksmith came Then our demo expert Willie Blue got arrested Came out with his head hanging under his hoody "Didn't know they started doing that For jumping the turnstiles," he said "How many times must we tell you - Don't. get. caught." We voted against shooting him on the spot In the winter we were all depressed So we leaned our guns up against the sofas And listened instead to Tim Tim 3 Singing about his dysfunctions Cool and steady and easy And make them like it Well He sang "Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever be free Free of the sins of my brutish daddy Like the cheating, the stealing, the drinking And the beating" The weatherman said the 17th would be sunshine And it wouldn't be too hot Tim Tim 3 doesn't like sweatin' But that night the weatherman came on crying Saying he didn't control the weather That God was real That he's lucky He, God, didn't strike him The weatherman, with lightning For taking the credit sometimes And that he, the weatherman, was in no way responsible For the hurricane coming And that we, the viewers, should Pray Jesus into our hearts Before it was too late Superbowl Sunday was out All the women wanted to see the game And the men were pissed At their insensitivity The 20th was supposed to be a definite We looked for some Bastille to storm Didn't find any Settled on the armoury instead Before they moved the homeless in "We'll bum-rush it anyway," I said "It smells like a collection Of a thousand farts in there," they said So we waited for the approval of the city Contract to build a Bastille Which set the revolution back five years Cool and steady and easy And make them like it Well Peace wanted to start the revolution on Tuesday She was in a pissed-off mood Her tax return didn't come in time for the rent But they showed the We Are the World video On cable that evening And we all held hands And cried to stop from laughing And our anger subsided Looking back, it could've been a plot But there are more substantive plots to expose Than the We Are the World conspiracy Now we wait for the rain to stop All forces on the alert Some in Brooklyn basements Packed in between booming speakers Listening to Shabba Ranks and Arrested Development Bogling and doing the East coast stomp Gargling with Bacardi and Brown Cow Breaking that monotony with slow movements - Slow, hip-grinding movements With the men breathing in the women's ears to Earth Wind & Fire's Reasons And wondering what the weather will be like Next weekend