| Now, Tommy’s a good father
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| Of two sons and a daughter
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| But he wakes up and he asks himself:
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| Why even bother?
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| If he cannot feed his family
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| The wage he’s paid, it’s insanity
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| Every day he’s dealing with a new calamity
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| Lost his old occupation
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| But it wasn’t immigration
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| It was a machine, automation that replaced him
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| Politicians left him, corruption since the recession
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| So he grabs his Smith and Wesson and
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| says he’ll teach 'em all a lesson like:
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| Get down on the ground! |
| It’s a stick up!
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| Nobody make a sound! |
| Don’t even hiccup or empty on the ground
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| I’m done playing games, so I’m going down in flames
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| Let it rain over Washington
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| It’s a stick up! |
| Nobody make a sound!
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| Don’t even hiccup or empty on the ground
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| I’m done playing games, so I’m going down in flames
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| Let it rain over Washington
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| Now first he’d lost his pension
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| Sunk into depression
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| Congress is defecting
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| It’s been adding to detention
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| Came back from war, and he’s been post-traumatic stressing
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| Can’t afford his medicine he took for his aggression
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| He needs help, relying on this system that rejects him
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| Took away his benefits, but left him with his weapon
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| Are the one way ticket
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| He’s entering the thicket
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| To do the only thing that he’s thinking will make a difference like
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| Get down on the ground! |
| It’s a stick up!
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| Nobody make a sound!
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| Don’t even hiccup or empty on the ground
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| I’m done playing games, so I’m going down in flames
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| Let it rain over Washington
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| It’s a stick up! |
| Nobody make a sound!
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| Don’t even hiccup or empty on the ground
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| I’m done playing games, so I’m going down in flames
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| Let it rain over Washington
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| There’s a cold wind blowing
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| I’m just warning and preparing ya
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| There’s a cold wind blowing
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| And it’s coming for America
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| And it’s coming for America
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| And it’s coming for America
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| Get down on the ground! |
| It’s a stick up!
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| Nobody make a sound! |
| Don’t even hiccup or empty on the ground
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| I’m done playing games, so I’m going down in flames
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| Let it rain over Washington
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| It’s a stick up! |
| Nobody make a sound!
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| Don’t even hiccup or empty on the ground
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| I’m done playing games, so I’m going down in flames
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| Let it rain over Washington |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stick Up, artist - grandson. Album song a modern tragedy vol. 1, in the genre Альтернатива