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Tytuł: 1944

  • Wykonawca: Down By Law
  • Wy¶wietleń: 258
somewhere a pen is busy with hate tonight
  jaded eyes and cynics bring me down
  somewhere a kid is playing his heart out tonight
  but he'll get nowhere with the Berkeley in-crowd
  well put-downs are so easy
  like a novel without a soul
  and every executioner wears a hood
  when it's time for heads to roll
  well they're just like new dictators
  trying to tell us what to love
  well their opinion they can take and shove
  somewhere young rebels will meet up tonight
  somewhere skateboarders and straightedgers will unite
  they don't need no magazine that's filled with hate and lies
  get enough from the world around them
  they're young but they are wise
  but negativity's easy
  you just fire and walk away
  and it's the armchair general
  who lives to fight another day
  well their opinion they can take and shove
  if this was 1944, they'd be pointing their guns at you
  cause every fascist, left or right, has a fucked-up set of rules
  but do they really think the kids are such fools?
  Or do they even care?