Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Flatline, artist - Sonic Boom Six. Album song Sonic Boom Six, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 14.10.2012
Record label: Sonic Boom Six
Song language: English
Flatline |
A night on the town |
Now war is declared |
And battle come down |
We’re gonna pick up the pieces |
They say our towns are dying |
But no no no |
We’re gonna pick up the pieces |
Cos man I know they’re lying |
I sure hope so |
I see tonight our youth are smashing up the streets of the nation |
While cities burn our fearless leader out on vacation |
The airwaves are a battleground of misinformation |
Flatlining, cut the cord |
Hear the voice of the people |
Louder than the sound of them all |
Oh what a mess we gotta clean-up |
But we don’t run from nothing at all |
No! |
We’re gonna pick up the pieces |
They say our spirits breaking |
But no no no |
We’re gonna pick up the pieces |
This is our home we’re making |
So go man go |
Well it’s a little late to bolt the gate they’re all jumping over |
Our cities need investing in not meetings with COBRA |
I guess the big society are sat on the sofa |
While I’m avoiding kids with baseball-bats in a Nova |
The kid with the hoodie up don’t love we |
The man from the government too arrogant to see |
The streets onna fire where does that leave me? |
Flatline to cut the cord |
Hear the voice of the people |
Louder than the sound of them all |
Oh what a mess we gotta clean-up |
But we don’t run from nothing at all |
And hear the voice of the people |
You can knock us down and we fall |
But good will always conquer evil |
And we don’t run from nothing at all |
Like a shadow on the wall |
A night on the town |
Now war is declared |
And battle come down |
That kid with the hoodie up don’t love we |
The man from the government too arrogant to see |
The streets onna fire where does that leave me? |
Flatline to cut the cord |
And hear the voice of the people |
Louder than the sound of them all |
Oh what a mess we gotta clean-up |
But we don’t run from nothing at all |
And hear the voice of the people |
You can knock us down and we fall |
But good will always conquer evil |
And we don’t run from nothing at all |
Like a talking on the phone |
A night on the town |
Now war is declared |
And battle come down |