Something In My Gut
What if nausea’s sacred, like Boom? True story...
Lyrics
V1 (even shorter) [Verse 1] There’s somethin’ in my gut, Bugging truths wide shut, Shared some hummus in the dark, Sang like doves that don’t bark. Like a hush before a scream, We dim in peace, no dream, Silent beats ‘tween heartbeats, Kids in crowds with no speech. [Chorus] What if nausea’s sacred, like Boom? What if stomach ache rhymed with doom? Why not share what’s only fair, Rise higher… dare to care? [Verse 2] Sour grief, bitter beef, Humility gone thief; We sip chai, don’t ask why, Playin’ blame under flame-lit sky. Humanity lost its story, Hope drowned, kings claim glory. [Bridge] History forgotten, Enemies begotten, Things we hide, Shit inside. [Chorus] What if nausea’s sacred, like Boom? What if stomach ache rhymed with doom? Why not share what’s only fair, Rise higher… dare to care? [Verse 3] Burpin’ at the stars, praisin’ bleak wars, Starvin’ kids at dawn, pain becomes the norm. Bellies that ache, truths we can’t fake, War’s a shitcake, conscience at stake. Hearts on antibiotics, Wisdom turned chaotic, Why… oh why? [Verse 4] Ghosts in the mirror, truth gets dimmer, Ain’t just H. Pylori, It’s the whole damn story. No detox for genocide, No cleanse to hide, Just breath held tight in regret. Children’s dreams get gunned and gone. [Breakdown] Peace ain’t a dick… It’s magnifique. Give it a chance, A sacred dance. [Final Chorus ] What if nausea’s sacred, like Boom? What if heartbreak rhymed with truth? Why not share what’s only fair, Rise higher… dare to care? [Outro] Hope hugs light, Bass whispers “be kind.” Barefoot truth flickers, Kids still ask why. Blood in the air, It reeks of unfair… Let’s remix the pain, Rise again. Peace ain’t painless, But(t) it’s priceless. Bananasutra still dancin’ in the night, Still dreamin’, Still feelin’… — V2 (shorter) [Verse 1] There’s somethin’ in my gut, Bugging truths wide shut, Shared some hummus in the dark, Sang like doves that don’t bark… Like a hush before a scream, We dim in peace, no dream, Silent beats ’tween heartbeats, Kids in crowds with no speech. [Chorus] What if nausea’s sacred, like Boom? What if stomach ache rhymed with doom? Why not share what’s only fair, And rise higher, dare to care? [Verse 2] Dichotomies of sour grief, Empathy turned bitter beef, Humility gone predatory, Humanity lost its story. We be sippin’ chai, but not askin’ why, Playin’ dirty games on the nameless in flames. We’d rather blame than face the shame, Drownin’ hope in flame, crowning kings with no name. [Bridge] History forgotten, Enemies begotten, Pandemic pride, Shit we can’t hide. [Chorus] What if nausea’s sacred, like Boom? What if stomach ache rhymed with doom? Why not share what’s only fair, And rise higher, dare to care? [Verse 3] Burpin’ at the stars, praisin’ bleak wars, Starvin’ kids at dawn… death becomes the norm. Bellies that ache like hope’s on break, Harsh truths we fear, but(t) gas ain’t fake. War’s a shitcake, memory’s fryin’, Conscience dyin’, souls denyin’. Heart on antibiotics, wisdom turned fanatic, Why, oh man… why? [Chorus] What if nausea’s sacred, like Boom? What if stomach ache rhymed with doom? Why not share what’s only fair, And rise higher, dare to care? [Verse 4] Ghosts in the mirror, truth gets dimmer, It ain’t just H. Pylori, It’s the whole damn story. No detox in genocide, No juice cleanse to hide, No sage smudge on that death, Just breath held on regret. [Breakdown] We dance like rebels in ruins, Huggin’ sunrises at dawn, While children’s dreams Get gunned and gone. But peace… ain’t a dick, It’s magnifique. Give it a chance, It’s a sacred dance. [Final Chorus] What if nausea’s sacred, like Boom? What if heartbreak rhymed with truth? Why not share what’s only fair, And rise higher, dare to care? [Outro] Hope shines bright when we hug the light, Feelin’ basslines whisper: be kind. Cheers to all lives matter, To barefoot truth that flickers, To questions we dare cry, And the kids askin’ why. There’s blood in the air, It reeks of unfair… [Final chorus] What if nausea’s sacred, like Boom? What if stomach ache rhymed with doom? Let’s remix the pain, And rise again… [Outro] Why praise their bile like it ain’t vile? May hope not rot, Let’s remix that cut. Peace ain’t painless, But(t) it’s priceless… Bananasutra still dancin’ in the night, Still singin’ the good fight, Still dreamin’, still feelin’ — V3 (long version) [Verse 1] There’s somethin’ in my gut, Bugging truths wide shut, Shared some hummus in the dark, Sang like doves that don’t bark... Like a hush before a scream, We dim in peace, no dream, Silent beats 'tween heartbeats, Kids in crowds with no speech. [Chorus] What if nausea’s sacred, like Boom? What if stomach ache rhymed with doom? Why not share what’s only fair, And rise higher, dare to care? [Verse 2] Dichotomies of sour grief, Empathy turned bitter beef, Humility gone predatory, Humanity’s lost its story Hard truths that thump, Dead like Don Trump, White lies creep low, Too slick to swallow. [Bridge] History forgotten, Like enemies begotten Pandemic pride, Shit that don’t hide [Chorus] What if nausea’s sacred, like Boom? What if stomach ache rhymed with doom? Why not share what’s only fair, And rise higher, dare to care? [Verse 3] We be sippin’ chai, But not askin’ why Playin’ dirty games, On the nameless in flames We’d rather blame, Than face the shame, Drownin’ hope in flame, Crownin’ kings with no name [Verse 4] Burpin’ at the stars, Praising bleak wars, Starvin’ kids at dawn, Death becomes the norm Bellies that ache, Like hope's on break, Harsh words to hear, The truths we fear But(t) gas ain't fake, War’s a shitcake, Memory’s fryin’, Conscience dyin’... [Chorus] What if nausea’s sacred, like Boom? What if stomach ache rhymed with doom? Why not share what’s only fair, And rise higher, dare to care? [Verse 5] Ascend above gloom with flair, Blessin’ every bruise we wear... Why not fight what’s wrong together? Eyes wide, huggin’ light as feathers [Verse 6] Have you lost your soul? Heart turned foul? Isn’t a dick… still a dick? Soul now robotic? Heart on antibiotics? Wisdom turned fanatic? Why deny? Oh man, why? [Chorus] What if nausea’s sacred, like Boom? What if stomach ache rhymed with doom? Why not share what’s only fair, And rise higher, dare to care? [Verse 7] Ghosts in the mirror, Truth gets dimmer, It ain’t just H. Pylori, It’s the whole damn story No detox in genocide, No juice cleanse can hide, No sage smudge on that death, Just breath held on regret We dance like rebels in ruins, Huggin’ sunrises at dawn While children’s dreams, Get gunned and gone [Breakdown] But peace… ain’t a dick, It’s magnifique. Give it a chance, it’s a sacred dance [Chorus] What if nausea’s sacred, like Boom? What if heartbreak rhymed with truth? Why not share what’s only fair, And rise higher, dare to care? [Final Verse / Outro] Hope shines bright, When we hug the light Feelin’ basslines, that whisper: be kind, Cheers to all lives matter, To flames that flicker To barefoot truth, And bombs that wither Here’s to questions we dare cry, Here’s to the kids askin’ why There's blood in the air, it reeks of unfair... [Last Chorus] What if nausea’s sacred, like Boom? What if stomach ache rhymed with doom? Let’s remix the pain, And rise again… [Final Outro] Why praise their bile, Like it ain’t vile? May hope not rot… Let’s remix that cut Peace ain’t painless, But(t) it’s priceless… Bananasutra… Still dancin’, in the night Still singin’ the good fight, Still… feelin’, Sweet dreamin’…
