Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dirty Overhauls , by - Mischief Brew. Song from the album O, Pennsyltucky!, in the genre ПанкRelease date: 13.10.2014
Record label: Fistolo
Song language: English
Dirty Overhauls |
| Well, the guns of war have roared |
| And the bombs and shells have fallen |
| The war clouds, they rambled as they roared |
| I was a soldier in that fight |
| And I fought until we won |
| My uniform is my dirty overhauls |
| This piece of land that I stand on is my battlefield and home |
| My plough and my hoe is my gun |
| Clothes don’t make no difference at all |
| We are workers, fighters all |
| Marching in our dirty overhauls |
| Well, I give you my sweat |
| And I give you my blood |
| I give you your bread and your wine |
| Before I be any man’s slave, I’ll be rotting down in my grave |
| Lay me down in my dirty overhauls |
| It seems so onerous to me, this blatant thievery |
| Stretchin' out its wicked, crooked hand |
| Well, we’re settled here to stay |
| And we’ll stick here all our days |
| Marching in our dirty overhauls |