With a riot in mind Comes an angry young man With a stone from the pavement Comes an army of unrest Stripped bare by her bachelors Stripped bare on the ground Knuckles bared and still bleeding with the blood of this town
They take my home they take my land the flower of my life They take my friends; they take my love and cut me like a knife I spit these words at vile lies the worlds forgotten men Aint no work Aint no work For an honest man
In a daze of confusion Lies a troubled broken land As they feast upon my table I am left with an empty hand Stripped bare by her bachelors Stripped bare on the ground Knuckles bared and still bleeding with the blood of this town
They take my home they take my land the flower of my life They take my friends; they take my love and cut me like a knife I spit these words at vile lies the worlds forgotten men Aint no work Aint no work For an honest man
For so long we’ve been told That our paths lead us home Are we safe from ourselves? Have we strayed have we failed?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
