Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stand Up, artist - Flobots.
Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Song language: English
Stand Up |
Stand up We shall not be moved |
Except By a child with no socks and shoes |
If you’ve got more to give then you’ve got to prove |
Put your hands up and I’ll copy you |
Stand up We shall not be moved |
Except by a woman dying from the loss of food |
If you’ve got more to give then you’ve got to prove |
Put your hands up and I’ll copy you |
We still don’t understand thunder and lightning |
Flash back to when we didn’t fund the dam |
Didn’t fund the damn levi? |
No wonder man |
Now our whole damn city’s torn asunder man |
Under water but we still don’t understand |
We see hurricane spills over on the land |
Through gaps you couldn’t fill with a 100 tons of sand |
No we still don’t understand |
We’ve seen planes in the windows of buildings crumbled in We’ve seen flames send the chills through London |
And we’ve sent planes to kill them and some of them were children |
But still we crumbling the building |
Underfunded but we still don’t understand |
Under god but we kill like the son of Sam |
But if you feel like I feel like about the son of man |
We will overcome |
So Stand up We shall not be moved |
Except By a child with no socks and shoes |
If you’ve got more to give then you’ve got to prove |
Put your hands up and I’ll copy you |
Stand up We shall not be moved |
Except by a woman dying from the loss of food |
If you’ve got more to give then you’ve got to prove |
Put your hands up and I’ll copy you |
I said Put your hands up and I’ll copy you |
Put your hands up and I’ll copy you |
If you’ve got more to give then you’ve got to prove |
Put your hands up and I’ll copy you |
We shall not be moved |
Except By a child with no socks and shoes |
Except by a woman dying from the loss of food |
Except by a freedom fighter bleeding on a cross for you |
We shall not be moved |
Except by a system thats rotten through |
Neglecting the victims and ordering the cops to shoot |
High treason now we need to prosecute |
So Stand up We shall not be moved |
And we wont fight a war for fossil fuel |
Its times like this that you want to plot a coo |
Put your hands up and I’ll copy you |
So Stand up We shall not be moved |
Unless were taking a route we have not pursued |
So if you’ve got a dream and a lot to do Put your hands up and I’ll copy you |
I said Put your hands up and I’ll copy you |
Put your hands up and I’ll copy you |
if you’ve got a dream and a lot to do Put your hands up Now shake, shake |
A Polaroid dream |
nightmare negatives develop on the screen |
We sit back and wait for the government team |
Criticize they but who the fuck are we The people want peace but the leaders want war |
Our neighbors don’t speak, peek thru the front door |
House representatives preach «stay the course» |
Time for a leap of faith |
Once More |
Put your hands up high if you havn’t imagined |
Hope that the pen strokes stronger than the cannon |
Balls to the wall, Nose to the grindstone |
My interrogation techniques leave your mind blown |
So Place your bets lets speak to the enemy |
Don’t let em pretend that we seek blood |
And who’s we anyways Kemo Sabe? |
Mighty warlord wanna-be street thug |
a threat for a threat leaves the whole world terrified |
blow for blow never settles the score |
word for word is time need clarify |
We the people did not want war |
So Stand up We shall not be moved |
Except By a child with no socks and shoes |
If you’ve got more to give then you’ve got to prove |
Put your hands up and I’ll copy you |
Unless were taking a route we have not pursued |
So if you’ve got a dream and a lot to do Put your hands up and I’ll copy you |
I said Put your hands up and I’ll copy you |
Put your hands up and I’ll copy you |
if you’ve got a dream and a lot to do Put your hands up |