So cross your fingers And cover up the path you left again
He was crossing his fingers (Crossing his fingers!) As the bullet pierced his chest
Your people piled high These figures never lie The prize your country sent A perfect red imbelishment
(Your!) (Your pride just swallow it!) (Just swallowed it!) (Your pride just swallow it!)
The answer to this call to arms Marching onward Marching backwards You're stomping over broken hearts Marching onward Marching backwards Will weary soilders lay them down in time
It's happening again
So cross your fingers (Cross your fingers!) Until there's nothing left
Just stop and take a breath Suck in the stench of death Just count the numbers back We hope they all died right on impact
(Your!) (You're pride just swallowed it!) (Your pride just!) (You're pride just swallowed it!)
So take a number undertaker Marching onward Marching backward The last hands to be laid on loved ones Marching onward Marching backward Our sons and daughters sleeping in the rubble. (I say let the congress declare That since the unprovoked stand down a speech of war) This is the last (The last time I'll tell you!)
I'm bulletproof I'm bulletproof Sign, sign you're love away I'm bulletproof I'm bulletproof How many pieces are you gonna come back in? I'm Bulletproof I'm Bulletproof Sign, sign you're love away I'm Bulletproof I'm Bulletproof How many pieces are you gonna come back in? Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
