A metaphor with a cactus sucking the last drop of water out of the desert and humans doing the same with our resources...
Lyrics
Like the cactus
Black gold
Texas T
Since we’re easily sold
We’re no longer free
Tar sands
Filtered free
Dirty hands
Grab the profits they need
Like the cactus
That sucks the last drop
Profits do come to us
Touch the cactus
Touch the cactus
The cactus needs you to bleed
Last bit of water
Come drink the juice
As you falter
It looks like fruit
Bloody hands
Lost in the needles
Laying in the land
As you crawl
To your steeples
The mirage calls
You’ve lost humility
You need humidity
Squeeze the cactus
Squeeze the cactus
The cactus needs you to bleed
Squeeze the cactus
Squeeze the cactus
The cactus needs you to bleed
Sure is pretty but it’s prickly
Last bit of water
Come drink the juice
As you falter
It looks like fruit
Bloody hands
Lost in the needles
Laying in the land
As you crawl
To your steeples
The mirage calls
You’ve lost humility
You need humidity
Squeeze the cactus
Squeeze the cactus
The cactus needs you to bleed
Squeeze the cactus
Squeeze the cactus
The cactus needs you to bleed, heed
