We don't want no revolution when it's who's up next for execution This is just an institution of humanity's confusion Who's got the guts? who's got the might? Throw your guns in the air tonight Heard them say they want to fight if one more wrong will make it right Someone has got to make a stand But someone has got to understand that were not fixing anything Fighting is like bickering You'll never hear a thing through the scream and the shout I guess well never learn until we're all whipped out I heard a lady say today that we have to make them pay for murder and a massacre, An understatement, I concur but vengeance is a currency that runs counterfeit Think it's the real thing and then you see right through it Someone is gonna die in the old town tonight And do you think that a reason will make it alright Can't you see there is now answer giving you what you are after Hate will fester like a cancer I'm not hearing any laughter, who's got a home? Who's got heart we might to to tear apart? Should have known right from the start You're the ones we want to tear apart There is no answer when all you're after is getting even with the heathens Can't you see that no one will ever be free?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
