To those working in banks and armed service ranks To all the children born and raised in internment camps To all the youth sittin' in front of your TVs at home Listen up everybody
There's no U-N-I-T-Y That you can hide behind Life is "eye for an eye" Would you die for you pride You cannot survive Are you not surprised When they cock their guns? Too many Nazi crimes You gotta walk to run There's a name to be given To a loaded semi automatic hatred you feelin' It's the face that are fillin' This patriotism is the core Of this whole generation we live in No it ain't the beginnin' You're life's at risk You might be conscripted And sent off to fight To a place where the air's like nitroglycerin And every night Cryin' to see your wife and kids again The cycle's vicious when You're right in between it You don't like the system but your fightin' to keep it When we gonna learn through it? Gonna turn your blind eye Hoping (echo) in time you and I can do it Put your mind to it
As I lay my soul down to sleep I reach deep Pray to have some ground to keep And be free Without the need to hold the chrome It always seems so much worse When it's close to home (close to home)
As I lay my soul down to sleep I pray the Lord save my friends and my family And keep me Please protect my boundaries I listen to the bombs fall Till I'm sound asleep
I'm like fuck anybody That turned in some person Livin' next door to him Cause the dudes is wearin' a turbin Workin' hard, 9 to 5, payin his taxes Only to come home get harrassed And asked if he's In anyway related to Al Qaeda Cause the neighbours suspicious of his behaviour And then they go an' call it patriotism But it's hate that is driven And so the racism sits and it grows In the pits of your souls Until the shit just explodes And you're bombing people That are calm and peaceful Claimin' it's for the goal Of protecting your children But how the fuck are the children being protected When we're building the weapons to kill them with? It just doesn't make sense to me We're gettin' screwed and we been doing it for centuries Just sendin' these kids off to their deaths As we sit, watch press releases And pledge allegiance, but
To those working in banks and armed service ranks To all the children born and raised in internment camps To all the youth sittin' in front of your TVs at home Listen up everybody
As I lay my soul down to sleep I reach deep Pray to have some ground to keep And be free Without the need to hold the chrome It always seems so much worse When it's close to home (close to home)
As I lay my soul down to sleep I pray the Lord save my friends and my family And keep me Please protect my boundaries I listen to the bombs fall Till I'm sound asleep
The bottom line is That they got us all falling in line Cause they got us forgettin' to pass behind us You can't supply foreign lands with mines And not finance these guns into the hands of minors And most of them look just like me, don't they? And most of you think I just might be Some religious fanatic with tricks up my sleave Ready to hi-jack this airbus and bust 19 But the bottom line is that they got our minds twisted and Got us focusing our lives on our differences I must have missed it if your God's different than mine, and I hope you're getting what I tryin to fit in this rhyme and When they come in the morning to take us I hope you quite your humming and hawing and wake up And when they make you disappear without a trace Cause of what you believe Please remember these words (these words)
As I lay my soul down to sleep I reach deep Pray to have some ground to keep And be free Without the need to hold the chrome It always seems so much worse When it's close to home (close to home)
As I lay my soul down to sleep I pray the Lord save my friends and my family And keep me Please protect my boundaries I listen to the bombs fall Till I'm sound asleep
I listen to the tanks roll Till I'm sound asleep I listen to the Jews march Till I'm sound asleep Sound asleep Till I'm sound asleep I listen to the Jews march right down my street
The electricity's off Supermarkets are closed off Phone's dead There's soldiers in the streets Right here in your promised land It's too late You waited, debated, sedated for years You stated it could never happen in our corner Now wake up and smell the books burnin'Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
