And so we say We ain't got life Don't want a cardboard cut-out Don't want a plastic knife
Now I know time can march With it's charging feet Now I know words Are only cheap
It's gonna be a burn out All around this town The south is up But the north is down
There's gonna be a killing Of a woman and a man They trying to feed that child Without a coin in their hand
And so we say Have you no use For eight million hands And the power of youth
Now I know time can march With it's chargin' feet Now I know words Are only cheap
It's gonna be a burn out All around this town The south is up Oh but the north is down
There's gonna be a killing Of a woman and a man Trying to feed that child Without a coin in their hand It's gonna be a burn out
And so we say We ain't digging no graves We're digging a foundation For a future to be made
Now I know the time can march With it's charging feet Now I know words Are only cheap
It's gonna be a burn out All around this town The south is up Oh but the north is down
There's gonna be a killing Of a woman and a man Trying to feed that child Without a coin in their hand It's gonna be a burn outTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
