Letra de Victory Lap - Propagandhi
Letra de canci�n de Victory Lap de Propagandhi lyrics
When the flames engulfed the home of the brave, the stampede toward the border was in vain
Faces palmed, faces paled as the wall they said would make them great could not be scaled
When the free-market fundamentalist steps on a roadside bomb outside Kandahar bleeding to death, I swear to Ayn Rand I'll ask if he needs an invisible hand
You say #notallcops
You say #notallmen
Yeah you insist #itsonly99%
There's nothing new for you to learn
Ok, sit back, relax and watch it all burn
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The colossal waste of energy: talent upon the talented, freedom upon the free
This whole damn beautiful life wasted on you and me
God are you there? It's me, in the denim jacket
Are you receiving my prayers through the noise and cosmic static? God are you there? Can you confirm I'm on the right goddamn planet?!? The day the rapture came, a forgettable event
The clouds, they opened up and not a single person went
To the chromatic whistle of a carousel calliope stomp the citizens of our clown idiot dingbat society
Faces palmed, faces paled as the wall they said would make them great could not be scaled
When the free-market fundamentalist steps on a roadside bomb outside Kandahar bleeding to death, I swear to Ayn Rand I'll ask if he needs an invisible hand
You say #notallcops
You say #notallmen
Yeah you insist #itsonly99%
There's nothing new for you to learn
Ok, sit back, relax and watch it all burn
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/victory-lap-propagandhi.php
The colossal waste of energy: talent upon the talented, freedom upon the free
This whole damn beautiful life wasted on you and me
God are you there? It's me, in the denim jacket
Are you receiving my prayers through the noise and cosmic static? God are you there? Can you confirm I'm on the right goddamn planet?!? The day the rapture came, a forgettable event
The clouds, they opened up and not a single person went
To the chromatic whistle of a carousel calliope stomp the citizens of our clown idiot dingbat society