Coursework Story by Kero Kero Bonito Lyrics
[Intro]
In history there are many examples of people taking refuge in or creating art in the face of oppression
What is the definition of art?
How does art define itself?
What other reasonable boundaries define art in general?
Why would people in history, literature and real life take part in it?
Is it a conscious coping mechanism, or a subconscious side effect of suppression?
Does it deal with these problems, or are its benefits short term, at that?
[Verse 1]
The sunrise, oh lord
And it's passed our lives
Take away, you boy
Come on
[Verse 2]
The silences and the sirens
But I don't know where to go
[Chorus]
Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Oh, Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Talking, talking
Talking
Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Talking
Talking
Hit the
Ones
Talking
Talking
Hit
The ones
[Verse 3]
And all this time
I felt so very useless
Talking time away
From you
[Verse 4]
And if I could
I would make it up to you
Somehow, I know
I will
[Outro]
This is always how my life is now
In history there are many examples of people taking refuge in or creating art in the face of oppression
What is the definition of art?
How does art define itself?
What other reasonable boundaries define art in general?
Why would people in history, literature and real life take part in it?
Is it a conscious coping mechanism, or a subconscious side effect of suppression?
Does it deal with these problems, or are its benefits short term, at that?
[Verse 1]
The sunrise, oh lord
And it's passed our lives
Take away, you boy
Come on
[Verse 2]
The silences and the sirens
But I don't know where to go
[Chorus]
Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Oh, Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Talking, talking
Talking
Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Talking, talking
Hit the ones
Talking
Talking
Hit the
Ones
Talking
Talking
Hit
The ones
[Verse 3]
And all this time
I felt so very useless
Talking time away
From you
[Verse 4]
And if I could
I would make it up to you
Somehow, I know
I will
[Outro]
This is always how my life is now