Lyrics Hegira Émigré - of Montreal

Up in the hills, they are having a white riot
With no violence or protesting for change
They simply buy it

If you're thinking I'm Caucasian
Well, I'm actually gray
I was conceived on Ash Wednesday
And stoned on Christmas day

My baby's meditating to stop the war
But I got myself a rifle
'Cause I ain't gonna get
Walked on anymore

Out my window, I see a battle of hawks
My best friend has been dead for years
But still we have great talks

And just like the planets we will
Never touch, just float around in space
Not expecting very much

My baby's meditating to stop the war
But I got myself a rifle
'Cause I ain't gonna get
Walked on anymore

We feel such hunger like vampire bats
I got myself a gang now
We're called the Sleep Rats

I was out in the desert hunting UFO
All I saw was scorpions and aliens I already know

My baby's meditating to stop the war
But I got myself a rifle
'Cause I ain't gonna get
Walked on anymore

She gave him head till she
Lost a tooth, that's what she gets for
Molesting people in the DJ booth

I used to be a palace, now I'm just a dive
I've made a widow out of you
Even though I'm still alive

My baby's vegetating to stop the war
But I got myself a rifle
'Cause I ain't gonna get
Walked on anymore.