Luke O'Conner - 13. Toast to The Growth [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
You are fully capable of deciding your own destiny
The question you face is
Which path will you choose?
This is something only you can decide

[Verse 1: Luke O'Conner]
I don't see color I only see truth
You can't convince me, no use
Listen really closely that's proof
Tell it to ya slowly, you fool
From the sky to the ocean, my rules
So divine when they gloating, I too
Got mine without hoping, too true
Grit grind and a potion, voodoo
Ooh man I want. I take it then I run it
See an opening I gun it
Never one an done it. May be hard to stomach
Keep it coming keep it coming
Funny, I punish those who speak in rubbish
Cause I'm from it Dirty life, yeah I love it
Left right to the summit to the summit
Where I summon Paul Bunyan outta nothing
Cripple crushing space rocks into dust
Ttouch this this hand better draw a straight flush

It's a toast to the growth
So incredible
You can see it too
Eyes up close, no use
Try to uphold, these shoes
Where I wanna go, I choose
Too true infuse new news
And an old school plant that's supposed to
Amp and mold you
But I can't control you
Cause I can't control me
Where I stand I'm toasting, To the plan they growing
Forward more steam Man evoking Industry
Land controlling began as no dream But a damaged old seed
So put em' up in the air Take a note I stole the glare
Light em' up for the flare and the Fires that burn and tear
In the eyes of the fair player
Tear tears from the walls then paint there
Grab fear from the halls with none spared
Let em stand up tall it's begun here
Here, here, It's been coming for Years
Here here three cheers it's a toast say prayers and an oath
From the coast to the coast
We the last outpost put the floats on your boat
Its a toast
Before it goes up in smoke

[Hook: Luke O'Conner]
It's a toast to the growth X3
From the coast to the coast
It's a toast to the growth X3
From the coast to the coast

[Verse 2: Luke O'Conner]
To the man mad matter spick and span to the battle
To the herders of the cattle the swimmers in the shallow
Shadows of the hallowed greed filled swallowed by disease filled
Rattling the plead for money money need for honey milk blood
To the followers the duds that have wallowed in the crud
The same place stood by the son with a shamed face but he couldn't run
Killing just to save grace that is how it's done
To the rag tag sand bags sticking in the boondocks where all the buffoons flock howling at the moon
Not hearing any tune but the old main whispering his doom and the toll train whistling the flute
To the road rage ignorance of cold flame bang bang
Necessary blown brains
To the Stone Age primitive that is still alive and imprisoned in
Driven by his greed for the limited machine

[Hook: Luke O'Conner]
It's a toast to the growth
From the coast to the coast
It's a toast to the growth
So incredible
It's a toast to the growth

[Verse 3: Luke O'Conner]
What a ride wow, from the cemetery in the clouds
Limited eliminating hours while sound bounce growing
I'm the found out secret the world that's speechless
Speaking out from the deep end released impeachment
Picketing the streets where the fat feast and meat seeps
Greed and defeat eats not freed liberty and disease meets me
From sea to shining see Living and surely breathing
Eating releasing and seeding the seedling
What am I gonna be pleasing
How am I gonna be speeding growing the feeling the feeling
Put it up in the sky
I'm the growth I cannot die
Put it up in the sky
It's a toast and I don't know why