Some of the influences you can hear in our music include Primus, Rage, Public Enemy, and (hed) Planet Earth along with a ton of other stuff.
Our mission is to perfect the art of playing funk metal music, spread the message of freedom and peace through our lyrics and most of all to pour everything we have into our music and our live show.
We are in the midst of recording our first record "Civil Disobedience", with which we hope to make a statement while at the same time blasting out some bad-ass funky beats.
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Smoke and Mirrors
Funk Vigilante Lyrics
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I just wanted to let you know
Mama i just wanted to say
That i miss you
And I can't wait to get back home
Did they talk about us on the news today?
Did they tell everybody how we are fighting for your freedom?
Mama this uniform gets so warm in the desert sun
Don't worry mama my machine gun keeps me cool
At least until the storm has begun
With every step the truth becomes clearer
Falsified in this depraved theatre
'Round and 'round we go
I can't hear you
With every breath the lie becomes weaker
Falsified in this depraved theatre
'Round and 'round we go
I can't hear you
You play along
You sing that song
March to the drums of war and fear
In this deception
Communication
Is lost in all the smoke and mirrors
Dear mama,
My blood is drying in these desert sands
I'm not sure
But i think i took a shot
Everything is spinning
I'm getting dizzy
And it's hard to breath
The desert sun is getting hot
Don't worry mama my machine gun is getting cool
And I've lost the urge to write
But mama
Does it comfort you to know this?
That the box that i come home in
Will be dressed in stars and stripes
The "Smoke and Mirrors" track by Funk Vigilante is a thought-provoking song that delves into the emotional and psychological impact of warfare on the soldiers fighting in it, as well as the impact on their loved ones back home. The song is written from the perspective of a soldier writing a letter to his mother from the battlefield. The soldier expresses his longing for the warmth of his home and the desire to reunite with his family soon.
The soldier is troubled by the media's portrayal of the war and the lack of transparency in the government's actions. He wonders if the news channels have talked about their fight for freedom, which seems to have been overshadowed by the government's propaganda. The soldier talks about the difficulties of fighting in a desert region, where the heat can be unbearable. In such conditions, the soldier finds comfort in his machine gun, which keeps him cool.
The chorus of "Smoke and Mirrors" sheds light on the twisted reality of war. It highlights how lies and false information have become ingrained in the military arena, overshadowing the truth. The soldiers and their families are pawns in a deceptive and manipulative game. The constant playing of the war drums has desensitized people to the atrocities of war. Communication has broken down, hidden behind a smokescreen of lies and deception.
Line by Line Meaning
Dear mama,
I'm opening this message to you
I just wanted to let you know
I want to say something important
Mama i just wanted to say
This message i'm about to convey
That i miss you
I'm feeling your absence
And I can't wait to get back home
I'm eagerly waiting to be with you again
Did they talk about us on the news today?
Did we make it to today's headline?
Did they tell everybody how we are fighting for your freedom?
Did they tell the world why we are doing what we are doing?
Mama this uniform gets so warm in the desert sun
I'm feeling too hot in this uniform under the sun
Don't worry mama my machine gun keeps me cool
But my machine gun is cooling me off
At least until the storm has begun
Until things change and it's not working anymore
With every step the truth becomes clearer
The more I walk, the clearer the reality becomes
Falsified in this depraved theatre
But it's not a true reflection of the situation
'Round and 'round we go
We are just going around in circles
I can't hear you
It's difficult to make sense of things
With every breath the lie becomes weaker
As time goes on, the false narrative becomes clearer
You play along
You're part of the act
You sing that song
You're following the tune
March to the drums of war and fear
You're being led by fear and anticipation of war
In this deception
This is all part of the deceit
Communication
It's difficult to communicate when we're not on the same page
Is lost in all the smoke and mirrors
The truth is blurred by illusions
Dear mama,
I'm talking to you again
My blood is drying in these desert sands
I'm injured and bleeding on the arid desert sands
I'm not sure
I don't know for certain
But i think i took a shot
But I suspect that I've been hit by a bullet
Everything is spinning
I'm dizzy, disoriented and confused
I'm getting dizzy
I'm becoming faint
And it's hard to breath
It's becoming difficult to breathe
The desert sun is getting hot
And the sun is getting hotter
Don't worry mama my machine gun is getting cool
My gun is still keeping me cool
And I've lost the urge to write
I don't feel like communicating
But mama
But there is something you should know
Does it comfort you to know this?
Does this ease your concerns?
That the box that i come home in
That i might come home lifeless
Will be dressed in stars and stripes
My dead body will be covered by the American flag
Contributed by Jayce G. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
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