100 Syllable Mantra-Bradfield
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TXT 100 Syllable Mantra-Bradfield 文本歌词
In city shoes
Of clueless blues
Pays the views
And no mans news
Blades will fade from blood to sport
The h****n's cut these fuses short
Drink and frame this pain I think
I'm melting silver poles my dear
You bleed your wings and then disappear
Smithereens have got 'em scaling heights
Modern times come talk me down
And battle lines are drawn across this town
Ghetto stones instead of chains
And nothing's changed
Riot like 1968 again
The days of rage yeah nothing's changed
Well pretty flames
In school I would just bite my tongue
The flags are false and they contradict
They point and click which wounds to lick
On avenues this christian breeze
Turns it's heart to more needles please
Our eyes roll back and we beg for more
It frays this skin and then underscore
The case for war you spin and bleed
The sales you feel screensavers feed
The girls you breed the soaps that you write
The graceless charm of your gutter snipes
The moving scenes and suburbanites
And smithereens got 'em scaling heights
Modern times come talk me down
The battle lines are drawn across this town
Ghetto stones instead of chains
Hearts and minds and US Planes
Nothing's changed
Riot like the 1980's again
The days of rage yeah nothing's changed
More pretty flames
