Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Thanks, Bastards!, artist - Mischief Brew. Album song Songs From Under The Sink, in the genre Панк
Date of issue: 25.03.2006
Record label: Fistolo
Song language: English
Thanks, Bastards! |
Thank you, Mr. Officer great |
For all the things you said to me |
For all the good that you have ever done |
Without you, what would I be? |
You’re the gas upon my flames |
My love and rage all roll up into one |
For every time your gun goes off, a new rebel is born |
So when there’s 41 bullets |
There’s 41 thousand thorns in your side |
We’ll take a ride down to precinct 29 |
And we’ll sing and dance and break the code of silence |
Thank you, governor, thank you, governor |
To the mayor and the commissioner |
Your monster is alive now |
She’s taken to the streets |
Crashing through your opera house and tearing out the seats |
For all the times you sign your name |
Someone out there dies |
Found a wallet, not a gun |
A mother wipes a tear from her eyes |
We despise |
Your hollow truths and honest lies |
Now you can sing the monster into slumber |
Thanks, Bastards, you made me what I am |
Thanks, bastards, I took the goods and ran |
I took the goods and ran |
Homeland security vs. civil liberty |
I’m studying in the shadows of our state |
I seen the bones they tried to hide |
Cutthroat living’s other side |
The Flood of US bath water displaced |
The funeral march of all the victims of your power war |
Rob the right to steal the night and rebels shall be born |
For ever more |
You’re the storm we should play after it pours |
And joy is sure to come after your silence |
Thanks, Bastards, you made me what I am |
Thanks, bastards, I took the goods and ran |
I took the goods and ran |