Lyrics The Lucky Few - No Cash

The Lucky Few - No Cash
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Lucky Few, artist - No Cash. Album song Run Your Pockets, in the genre Панк
Date of issue: 20.03.2006
Record label: Morphius, VMS
Song language: English

The Lucky Few

I’m sprouted from a racist seed
The white men stole the land they need
To renovate a state of hate
And greed and call it something great
So every fall you could give thanks
For genocide of natives by the ranks
Now you can find fast food in every town
McDonald’s, Wendy’s, Taco Bell
And as free trade kills domestic jobs
They blame minorities for all their probs
And lock 'em up for their enjoyment
And say they’re the cause of unemployment
Although they say that we’re all free
It never felt that way to me
As you sit back and watch us die
I can’t help but asking, «why?»
Now why?
(Why…why…why?)
Crooked cops on every block
And racist courts to lock you up
A judicial system so corrupt
If you’re not white you are a criminal
Educated by the biased man
The kids too dumb to take a stand
Faith in dreams that always die
But nightmares hold the upper hand
It snowballs into worthless pawns
Multiplying, buying, on and on
Slaving for that weekly wage
But in the end, guess who gets paid?
Although they say that we’re all free
It never felt that way to me
As you sit back and watch us die
I can’t help but asking «why?»
Now why
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey

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