Hypocrisy
No more fighting war with guns
No more fighting war
This here music's our only weapon
This here music, music is our weapon
In this hypocrisy, hypocrisy, I see only misery, misery
This here music's our only weapon
Seems they're starting a revolution, revolution time
Raging war pon this constitution
There building an army to feed, army to feed
On polatricks and suffering, suffering
It seems we're starting a revolution
Arise, and the wicked man scatter all people rise
We never, we never bow down
Arise and oppression go shatter all people rise
We never, we never bow down
Arise and from the chains and shackles all people rise
We never, we never bow down
Arise from deceit and scandal all people rise
We never, we never bow down
Son of a Bush could never push I around
No more fighting war with guns
No more fighting war
This here music's our only weapon
This here music, music is our weapon
In this hypocrisy, hypocrisy, I see only misery, misery
This here music's our only weapon
Arise, and the wicked man scatter all people rise
We never, we never bow down
Arise and oppression go shatter all people rise
We never, we never bow down
Arise and from the chains and shackles all people rise
We never, we never bow down
Arise from deceit and scandal all people rise
We never, we never bow down
Son of a Bush could never push I around
No more fighting war
This here music's our only weapon
This here music, music is our weapon
In this hypocrisy, hypocrisy, I see only misery, misery
This here music's our only weapon
Seems they're starting a revolution, revolution time
Raging war pon this constitution
There building an army to feed, army to feed
On polatricks and suffering, suffering
It seems we're starting a revolution
Arise, and the wicked man scatter all people rise
We never, we never bow down
Arise and oppression go shatter all people rise
We never, we never bow down
Arise and from the chains and shackles all people rise
We never, we never bow down
Arise from deceit and scandal all people rise
We never, we never bow down
Son of a Bush could never push I around
No more fighting war with guns
No more fighting war
This here music's our only weapon
This here music, music is our weapon
In this hypocrisy, hypocrisy, I see only misery, misery
This here music's our only weapon
Arise, and the wicked man scatter all people rise
We never, we never bow down
Arise and oppression go shatter all people rise
We never, we never bow down
Arise and from the chains and shackles all people rise
We never, we never bow down
Arise from deceit and scandal all people rise
We never, we never bow down
Son of a Bush could never push I around
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