《100 000 Gebede》歌词

[00:00:08] In city shoes

[00:00:09] Of clueless blues

[00:00:12] Pays the views

[00:00:12] And no mans news

[00:00:18] Blades will fade from blood to sport

[00:00:26] The h****n's cut these fuses short

[00:00:31] Drink and frame this pain I think

[00:00:40] I'm melting silver poles my dear

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

[00:00:52] Smithereens have got 'em scaling heights

[00:00:56] Modern times come talk me down

[00:01:02] And battle lines are drawn across this town

[00:01:08] Ghetto stones instead of chains

[00:01:12] And nothing's changed

[00:01:16] Riot like 1968 again

[00:01:18] The days of rage yeah nothing's changed

[00:01:28] Well pretty flames

[00:01:31] In school I would just bite my tongue

[00:01:35] The flags are false and they contradict

[00:01:42] They point and click which wounds to lick

[00:01:46] On avenues this christian breeze

[00:01:52] Turns it's heart to more needles please

[00:01:56] Our eyes roll back and we beg for more

[00:02:04] It frays this skin and then underscore

[00:02:12] The case for war you spin and bleed

[00:02:16] The sales you feel screensavers feed

[00:02:18] The girls you breed the soaps that you write

[00:02:31] The graceless charm of your gutter snipes

[00:02:35] The moving scenes and suburbanites

[00:02:38] And smithereens got 'em scaling heights

[00:02:42] Modern times come talk me down

[00:02:45] The battle lines are drawn across this town

[00:02:58] Ghetto stones instead of chains

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

[00:03:08] Nothing's changed

[00:03:10] Riot like the 1980's again

[00:03:21] The days of rage yeah nothing's changed

[00:03:27] More pretty flames