Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bum Bum Bum, artist - Cass McCombs. Date of issue: 25.08.2016
Song language: English
Bum Bum Bum |
| The white dog of the farm still breeds |
| She’s off her leash to tear flesh and teach |
| Bum, bum, bum |
| You think you’ve heard it all before |
| Well, here’s once more, we’re all at war |
| Bum, bum, bum |
| Blood in the streets, our eternal river |
| I know the killer, he counts my silver |
| Bum, bum, bum |
| They ambushed them behind the reeds |
| These are our seeds, white dog still breeds |
| Bum, bum, bum |
| They say, «Buy when there’s blood in the streets |
| Even if the blood is your own» |
| So they employed men far away |
| To turn against their home |
| Centuries in the distant mist |
| But it’s not a dream |
| No, it ain’t no dream, it’s all too real |
| How long until this river of blood congeals? |
| Bum, bum, bum |
| And eulogies poured from the stage |
| But nothing changed, the dog was caged |
| Bum, bum, bum |
| And white bread artists won’t even look at you |
| When they know it’s true, what you gonna do? |
| Bum, bum, bum |
| Thought I heard some woman screaming |
| And I sat up in my bed |
| And I went over to the window |
| And I saw him in the cold street, lying dead |
| Oh, please tell me, you academics |
| How do you wake up from a non-dream? |
| No, it ain’t no dream, it’s all too real |
| How long until this river of blood congeals? |
| Bum, bum, bum |
| Sent a letter to my congressman |
| The Ku Klux Klan, from my pierced hands |
| Bum, bum, bum |
| They sent me back an Apple phone |
| A fine-hair comb and a bell tolled |
| Bum, bum, bum |
| The phone rang once and the line went dead |
| All blood runs red, white pups still bred |
| Bum, bum, bum |