《100 Years》歌词

[00:00:15] In city shoes

[00:00:17] Of clueless blues

[00:00:18] Pays the views

[00:00:19] And no mans news

[00:00:23] Blades will fade from blood to sport

[00:00:29] The h****n's cut these fuses short

[00:00:33] Drink and frame this pain I think

[00:00:41] I'm melting silver poles my dear

[00:00:45] You bleed your wings and then disappear

[00:00:59] Smithereens have got 'em scaling heights

[00:01:07] Modern times come talk me down

[00:01:11] And battle lines are drawn across this town

[00:01:13] Ghetto stones instead of chains

[00:01:15] And nothing's changed

[00:01:21] Riot like 1968 again

[00:01:25] The days of rage yeah nothing's changed

[00:01:40] Well pretty flames

[00:01:41] In school I would just bite my tongue

[00:01:46] The flags are false and they contradict

[00:01:51] They point and click which wounds to lick

[00:02:03] On avenues this christian breeze

[00:02:08] Turns it's heart to more needles please

[00:02:12] Our eyes roll back and we beg for more

[00:02:16] It frays this skin and then underscore

[00:02:20] The case for war you spin and bleed

[00:02:25] The sales you feel screensavers feed

[00:02:26] The girls you breed the soaps that you write

[00:02:46] The graceless charm of your gutter snipes

[00:02:54] The moving scenes and suburbanites

[00:03:02] And smithereens got 'em scaling heights

[00:03:07] Modern times come talk me down

[00:03:12] The battle lines are drawn across this town

[00:03:16] Ghetto stones instead of chains

[00:03:21] Hearts and minds and US Planes

[00:03:30] Nothing's changed

[00:03:32] Riot like the 1980's again

[00:03:39] The days of rage yeah nothing's changed

[00:03:45] More pretty flames