Lyrics

Etienne, Etienne, what do you see?
Who we are and how we’ll be
Will we cleanse in the rain or drown in the water?
Will we have peace or will we have slaughter?

Etienne, Etienne, what do you know?
Tell me which way that the wind gon’ blow
Etienne, Etienne, can you make a late call?
Tell me what you see in yer magic eight ball

Are we on the edge of a gilded age?
Or are we just trapped in a gilded cage?
Will we last long or are we almost done?
Will we rise to the moon or burn in the sun?

Etienne, Etienne, what do you know?
Tell me which way that the wind gon’ blow
Etienne, Etienne, can you make a late call?
Tell me what you see in yer magic eight ball

Every day, somethin’ new, everybody dyin’
The priests and the politicians just keep lyin’
Big pharma fat cats laughin’ at the big joke
Ain’t nothin’ but a system rigged for the rich folk

Etienne, Etienne, what do you know?
Tell me which way that the wind gon’ blow
Etienne, Etienne, can you make a late call?
Tell me what you see in yer magic eight ball

What will we keep, and what will we abandon?
When the die is cast, who gon’ be left standin’?
What come after death, and what come before birth?
Will it really be the meek that inherit the whole earth?

Etienne, Etienne, what do you know?
Tell me which way that the wind gon’ blow
Etienne, Etienne, can you make a late call?
Tell me what you see in yer magic eight ball

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