An Open Letter To The Scene

Walter Schreifels An Open Letter To The Scene Lyrics
1.Arthur Lee's Lullaby

Your little weird cleats are cool,
Rabbit tricks are for children
Pretending the beds have been made
Bills are paid in the building
Trading one situation for another
I don't know why you bother
Some people like to suffer
and blame it on their families
Far music understanding
Arthur Lee will sing you to sleep

Your roommate's OK with the same dishwashing issues arisen
between us
You wash too many yourself, spread the wealth, who holds the
keys to this prison
We mean us
Well ours is a show with my friend Evan
Biohazard get to heaven
Have the bread, hold the leaven
What's going on here
Is this a dream, am I dead
Serving my breakfast in bed
Tastes so real and I wasn't asking
For anything
There I was
Staring up at the big sky
Wondering when it will notice me
The one screaming, staring up waving my hands
Waving my hands

Trading one situation for another
Arthur Lee will sing you to sleep
Arthur Lee singing songs about freedom
Arthur Lee saying you set the scene, oh my
Arthur Lee singing songs about freedom
You set the scene, you don't need them


2.She Is To Me

I don't know what to call it*
Never seen what i see
Spinning magnetic dancer
Stay close to me

You can call her a model
Oh you call her a tree
With the clouds in her branches
She is to me
She is to me..

And I can call her what i want
Oh cant you see
She is to me

I seen plenty of sun rises
And I know what they are
Spinning magnetic planets
Around the stars

You can call her a princess
Sparks of nobility
Pray the castle is open

She is to me..

She is to me and i can draw her how i want
Oh can't you see
She is to me

Lalala
Dadada

She is to me
She is to me
She is to me
She is to me
With the clouds in her branches
She is to me with the clouds in her branches
She is to me

Oh can't you see
She is to me

Lalalala
Dadadada


3.Society Suckers

Spending your life dreaming of rich fantasies
come back of your dreams and face reality
you think you've got everything,
but really have nothing
it's just too much pressure
and your mind is bust
Atch out don't make a mistake
you'll lose your money,
it's poverty's stake
society sucker - you've earned your name
society sucker - it's just a game


4.Save The Saveables


5.Shootout


6.Don't Gotta Prove It


7.Wild Pandas


8.Requiem


9.Ballad Of Lil' Kim


10.Open Letter

Good man, has gone
To the gray beyond
straight edge or skinhead often both at the same time
he had a good influence
on many people's lives
You'll bend up the eyes

Don't forget the struggle
Don't forget the streets
Don't sell out, an open letter to the scene

And Not every body really liked him
all the time
At a sunday matinee he filled the sky

To the dear departed
to the broken hearted
family

At the hardcore funeral
I cried and cried
for the passing of a hero
on the lower east side

Not everybody liked him all the time
at the sunday matinee he filled the sky

To the dear, the departed
To the broken hearted
family

At the hardcore funeral
I cried and cried
for the passing of a hero
on the lower east side

Not everybody liked him all the time
at the sunday matinee he filled the sky
He filled the sky
say

Don't forget the struggle
Don't forget the streets
Don't sell out, an open letter to the scene
Don't forget the struggle
Don't forget the streets
Don't sell out, an open letter to the scene