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Revolutionaries

歌词

Got some boys who were upset
They were headed out to India Point
Two in the bucket, back seat of the Pinto said
"You could lose your mind for all your mind is worth"
One got up on the soapbox and proceeded to take his point
Said "What cause are you to take this and turn to blood?"

'Cause the revolutionaries on the rooftop
Climbed down to the cemeteries where the missionaries line up
For the mercy of the militaries' time
Treat bodies like they're bullet-ridden clothes on a clothesline
'Cause the prey's hunting the hunter in his own blind
And it won't be the last time we use them eyes to
See them all hanging
I believe it'll make you whole
See them all go back again
I don't think we'll ever know
How it goes or why it runs down
To the place we often live

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'Cause it's a manifest destiny like a genocide recipe
Telling the knowledge that rests in me to fear my own race
Challenge your good enough to think of your callous
Don't underestimate your fate and preordained malice
Where are my boots and where the hell is my ballast?
The hell you dare come down from your palace
To see us all reaching up
To see us all reaching up

Don't you have to go
Don't you have to go
Don't you have to go, child
Don't you have to go

Take 'em to your cousin's land
Where sweet Madeleine's got a son
And she's asking the last man to fall
Don't fall, well I'm listening
Holy water
Oaskja honan
There may your fever be gone
Well I'm listening
Holy lover
Oaskja honan
There may your freedom be gone