Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Criminals, artist - Anti-Flag. Album song American Fall, in the genre ПанкDate of issue: 02.11.2017
Record label: Spinefarm Records
Song language: English
The Criminals |
| The game we play is life and death |
| Your worth measured in dollars and in cents |
| There ain’t no lifeline coming (coming) |
| Unless you pay the price (the price) |
| Your hope, freedom, your sanity (sanity) |
| A product, not a right |
| These are the days that test your heart and soul |
| Strap yourself in for the American fall |
| Day after day it is all crash and burn |
| A nation hijacked by the criminals |
| Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa |
| Yeah |
| Your neighbor is your enemy |
| Your real friends are on the TV |
| They’re selling lies and self-loathing |
| Nothing no one should pay to be |
| The cost of healthcare, cost of guns |
| The cost of knowledge, cost of love |
| When prison is an industry |
| Somebody’s getting locked away |
| Uninvited to the party |
| They’re cold, afraid, and starving |
| There’s gotta be more |
| To the millions who are marching |
| Than a separation of just a few degrees |
| Between evil, famine, and the disease |
| These are the days that test your heart and soul |
| Strap yourself in for the American fall |
| Day after day it is all crash and burn |
| A nation hijacked by the criminals |
| Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa |
| Reject the criminality |
| That monetizes our humanity |
| Construct a new reality |
| Where you’re not just a number, you’re a name |
| We’ll never have our dignity |
| Till all you fascists are six feet deep |