| Twenty days in a concrete fallout, what life have I to take your own |
|---|
| |
|
| 'But if I had one wish on which to stand, I'd see the weapons all leave this land' |
|---|
| |
|
| Did you get the invitation, the swan song of a nation |
|---|
| |
|
| I'll hold that hanger up long as the Sox put up a fight |
|---|
| |
|
| When the capital is crowded with effigies, and they might do you in if you don't know your country' |
|---|
| |
|
| Don't ask me to follow suit, it's just too late now, our god isn't what you preach |
|---|
| |
|
| As if he could summon the likes of Moses, to put the blood back in his friends veins |
|---|
| |
|
| Then they sold us down the face of the mighty river, sold turpentine for tea |
|---|
| |
|
| Carry yourself well so carry yourself well |
|---|
| |
|
| 'Ten years ago my wife took sick, so I brought her here, my job I quit' |
|---|
| |
|
| I did not know but, someone died in my sleep last night |
|---|
| |
|
| And the payphone is swinging against the wall, don't ask her 'bout the call |
|---|
| |
|
| But I ain't go no money and I intend to pay for my meal tonight |
|---|
| |
|
| You're accused of whatever you confess to, until then you won't see the light of day |
|---|
| |
|
| Could you hold me just one more older, then I'll go as your fallen fighter Waiting at the door, can't see you any more? |
|---|
| |
|
| I think I'm fallin' to pieces, won't you help a good man get up and back on his feet? |
|---|
| |
|
| He'd never seen buildings so tall and wondered why they even didn't ever think to lean over and fall |
|---|
| |
|
| And there`s a quiet in the cellar, and if they find us, it`ll be all she wrote |
|---|
| |
|
| Cause it's a manifest destiny like a genocide recipe telling the knowledge that rests in me to fear my own race |
|---|
| |
|
| All together and together we fall, through the cracks in the city street |
|---|
| |
|
| Thou shall not, thou shall not want |
|---|
| |
|
| But we ain't afraid of sunlight, no oh, just don't let it sink to low |
|---|
| |
|
| But he who holds the north wall is gonna' save his mortal kin |
|---|
| |
|
| Something happened up in Riding Hood Hills, the devil had his way, but the locals say they're on to something, they say they know the name |
|---|
| |
|
| 'Mr Newsman send your wire let washingt'on conspire you know the company men wait for you in their lair |
|---|
| |
|
'The' Bands 
Finish the Lyric 
Figure Out the Disney Lyrics II
