Tekst piosenki
Johnny was a chameleon when it was predominately shrapnel shrapnel from the chapel to the Katman
Johnny kissed the groom and joined the killin’ when Britain was watching’ her Watson
Headed down to the Tienanmen but had tarried enough time to listen to the world turn
Told me that the cheaters are watching scratch-ticket Jesus
Insultin’ the Sultan
(Chorus)
We got an offer
To lessen the lesson learned
Like kissin’ cousins kissin’ out of turn
But if you’re gonna pay you got to play the party lines
Oh we gonna take back this town if it takes us all
Hey kid, you look like you could be found
But for a moment we are the fall line
Our lives, Our time
Still marked by the grains of intolerance
Its our lives, our fight
’till we done
’till we done
’till we done
’till we done heyy
In the united states of discrimination
The schools feed into the prisons
The corporations more powerful than the government
Give a teacher a banker’s salary
See how that goes
See if we farm our land again, Kilimanjaro it snows
You sleep in your Egyptian Linen 500 count thread, whats the count on the dead?
We are the eye of the needles
Fixin’ to mend this quilt of lies that lies ripped up on our bed
Were comin’ in quick
And we got Angela Davis on our lips and Mandela in our head
(Chorus)
We got an offer
To lessen the lesson learned
Like kissing’ cousins kissing’ out of turn
But if you’re gonna pay you got to play the party lines
Oh we gonna take back this town if it takes us all
Hey kid, you look like you could be found
But for a moment we are the fall line
And our minds, our time
Still mugged by the brains of tolerance
It’s our lives, our fight
’till we done
’till we done
’till we done
’till we done heyy
I lost my religion along with my innocence
As our lives, our time
’till we done
’till we done
’till we done
’till we done
Done (X7)
Well
At least he got a body
And he’s a boy named Sue
Federalis you ain’t an expert on love
Why would we listen to you?
Oh
At least we got our bodies
We’re all a boy named Sue
And we’ll fight till its done
Till our borders are run
Till it’s gardens not guns
And life is anew
It was fight night
In the price fighter
Got cut like in a knife fight
It was all over the highlights
Cuz he got hit by hard right
Saw stars like Light bright?
Couldn’t see any sight line
Started this sky dive from the high life
Like Pele playing jai-lai
Shouted mayday
It was hay-day
In the pell-mell of the melee
His coroner was getting’ a pay day
Needed Thompson from My Lai
Turned his guns on his own guys
But it wasn’t Molotovs and mai-tais
Just AKs and white lies
Tell Mount Sinai
To believe in I and I
And you and you
If not an eye for an eye and I
Ain’t eyeing the cap on your tooth
Then again I ain’t afraid of standing in your shoes
Just trying to figure out
Which golden rule I should choose
We’re getting hind sighted by the tie guys
White collar crime pays, just look at the bylines
If you believe in anything believe in Occupy
Because it’s a rich mans world
And we’re getting off the sidelines
And our minds, our time
Still marked by the grains of tolerance
It’s our lives, our fight
’till we done
’till we done
’till we done
’till we done heyy
I lost my religion along with my innocence
It’s our lives, our time
’till we done
’till we done
’till we done
’till we done heyy
I might let the gallery down
But there’s people by the thousands outside
And we are just getting by
I might
Might let the gallery down
Depending on how many votes you buy…
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