Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song New Homes for Idle Hands, artist - Propagandhi. Date of issue: 11.11.2021
Song language: English
New Homes for Idle Hands |
| Suburbs tremble again |
| Fearing the have-nots at the window, collecting their fair share |
| Guns and alarms aren’t enough |
| They demand justice |
| And every criminal locked away |
| As well as any kid who might do something wrong |
| There’s a jail out of town |
| With fences so high we won’t think about who’s inside |
| Neighbours are disappearing behind the bars |
| Kids are doing time for petty crimes |
| It don’t matter who they are |
| It don’t matter that they’re alive |
| A warehouse for victims of circumstance |
| Cops are rounding up slaves |
| Workers that can’t complain or come late |
| A workforce behind bars |
| They’ll make gadgets, circuit boards or fix cars |
| It don’t matter who they are |
| It don’t matter that they’re alive |
| Crime pays, ask the bankers floating bonds |
| To build cages for the inner-city's «idle-hands"instead of schools |
| Factories with fences meet the prisons without walls |
| (And we shall have your skulls) |
| They’ll kick you to the ground |
| You’ll find yourself employed again. |
| On the inside |