Bring It Home

Stand and rise and before your eyes
the lions will appear
And when they do they'll be filling you
with all the lies you will need to hear

Mr. Politician, just keep on dishin'
your shit for the TV screen
Turn off his camera, he'll drop the propaganda
faster than the poverty that he just seen

Got to bring it home
We got to bring it home

See his campaign run by the power funds
And makin' all the deals he can
Isn't it funny what greed and money
can do to the soul of a man

We don't seen nothin', hear nothin'
Just get their news stuffed down our throats at 10
Makes it hard to conceive who the fuck to believe
When I don't see no means to an end

Chorus:
We got to bring it home...
I don't know what to believe
We got to bring it home
Don't you think you're fooling me
We got to bring it home
In this world that's grown so cold
We got to bring it home
We will never know until we bring it home

Watch the walls around come tumbling down
Like a house that's built on a hill
How can we change a thing or even get in the ring
If we're living our lives in guilt

We don't see it comin' hear it comin'
Acting like we know nothing, chills me to the bone
Sure as hell stop foolin' ourselves
Till we bring it home

Chorus

Time has come now to bring it home
We got to get it home
Time has come now to bring it home
We got to get it home
The truth we will never find
Until we bring it home



Credits
Writer(s): Bret Michaels, Rikki Rocket, Bobby Dall, Richard Dale Kotzen
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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