Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Wilkes Booth Style , by - No Cash. Song from the album Run Your Pockets, in the genre ПанкRelease date: 20.03.2006
Record label: Morphius, VMS
Song language: English
Wilkes Booth Style |
| Abate the ones who hesitate to stand their ground |
| Rally when the sky is falling, catch the clouds |
| Together ants can overcome and kill the ox |
| The only key is knowing how to break the locks |
| I hate to say when blue skies are turning gray |
| Well ante-up son its time to get paid |
| Raise a fist or get the fuck out the way |
| Fuck the fake ones |
| Break the long arm, stand up and say |
| Fuck the police |
| Sound the drums, there’s no time to play |
| Fuck the tyrants |
| Seize the time, turn night into day |
| War saves no one, fuck the U.S.A |
| I know this plant will keep growing |
| You water it without even knowing |
| And every time you choose to consume |
| Another arm on the poison vine blooms |
| Never praise the gods with human sacrifice |
| But if yer dogs are itchin' you can scratch the lice |
| Live free or die tryin' and reject the boss |
| Pay the toll or burn the bridge and swim across |
| I hate to say when blue skies are turning gray |
| Ante-up son its time to get paid |
| Raise a fist or get the fuck out the way |
| Fuck the fake ones |
| Break the long arm, stand up and say |
| Fuck the police |
| Sound the drums, there’s no time to play |
| Fuck the tyrants |
| Seize the time, turn night into day |
| War saves no one, fuck the U.S.A |
| Raise a fist or get the fuck out the way |
| Fuck the fake ones |
| Break the long arm, stand up and say |
| Fuck the police |
| Sound the drums, there’s no time to play |
| Fuck the tyrants |
| Seize the time, turn night into day |
| War saves no one, fuck the U.S.A |
| Fuck it |