Turn it up, turn it so loud It don't ever stop No no no no Turn it up, makes me so proud I believe in this feeling
Well you've lost all the things That sharing could bring Thought you were doing right But violence and flames And torches and chains Are fuelling These new northern lights Like prisoners working On infertile land Took eight years To find out the score If you're sick then you're lonely Out of work then you're hungry The sentence is four years more
Turn it up, turn it so loud It don't ever stop No no no no Turn it up, makes me so proud I believe in this feeling Turn it up, turn it up Right up, right up
Who says poverty and race Can be kept in their place By keeping it All underground And ruling the country Are unfaithful husbands Who spank little boys Gagged and bound There's got to be a better way For you and for me To turn this hypocrisy round The growth of a nation Cannot be achieved By keeping The downtrodden down
Turn it up, turn it so loud It don't ever stop No no no no Turn it up, makes me so proud I believe in this feeling Turn it up, turn it up Right up, right upTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
