Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sunset On 32nd Street, artist - Strike Anywhere. Album song Change Is A Sound, in the genre ХардкорDate of issue: 05.08.2001
Record label: Epitaph
Song language: English
Sunset On 32nd Street |
| When they broke down the door |
| And put their guns in the face of your wife and child |
| And as they pinned you to the floor, did you say |
| «Officer, I am not resisting you?» |
| American justice, American dream |
| Is this what «the other half» means? |
| Half of our lives dissolved in fear |
| Half our rights, they disappear |
| Is our apathy so corrosive? |
| Where does the cycle start? |
| Hear the sirens screaming out in the distance |
| Hold your family close to your heart |
| American justice, American lies |
| A war of words that I despise |
| I wish the good cops, if they exist, the very best |
| And a bullet for all the |
| Complications, injustice |
| Deliberations, what’s the deal? |
| They fake it, we break it |
| And take back what they steal |
| We could rise, black and white |
| Unbound, and make them pay |
| For every tear, for every fear |
| Defend our yesterdays |
| We could rise, black and white |
| And make them pay |
| For every tear, for every fear |
| Defend our yesterdays |
| When they dropped the bomb on the building to kill a movement |
| Did they care where the rights of the murdered went? |
| Police terror in the eyes of the children |
| Police terror in the streets of every town |
| So where’s our freedom when the sun goes down? |
| And will the houses that the landlords built keep out the bullet sounds? |
| American justice, American lies |
| A racist prison, anesthetized |
| I wish the good cops, if they exist, the very best |
| And a bullet for all the |
| Complications, injustice |
| Deliberations, what’s the deal? |
| They fake it, we break it |
| And take back what they steal |
| We could rise, black and white |
| Unbound, and make them pay |
| For every tear, for every fear |
| Defend our yesterdays |
| We could rise, black and white |
| And make them pay |
| For every tear, for every fear |
| Defend our yesterdays |
| So they broke down the door |
| Put their guns in the face of your wife and child |
| And as they pinned you to the floor, did you say |
| «Officer, I am not resisting you?» |
| American justice, American dream |
| Is this what «the other half» means? |
| Half of our lives dissolved in fear |
| Half our rights, they disappear |
| Is our apathy so corrosive? |
| Where does the cycle start? |
| Hear the sirens screaming out in the distance |
| Hold your family close to your heart |
| American justice, American lies |
| A war of words that I despise |
| I wish the good cops, if they exist, the very best |
| And a bullet for all the |
| Complications, injustice |
| Deliberations, what’s the deal? |
| They fake it, we break it |
| And take back what they steal |
| We could rise, black and white |
| Unbound, and make them pay |
| For every tear, for every fear |
| Defend our yesterdays |
| We could rise, black and white |
| And make them pay |
| For every tear, for every fear |
| Defend our yesterdays |
| If we try, yeah, we try |
| If we try, yeah, we try |
| To defend |
| Together, together |
| Together, together |
| Defend our yesterdays |
| Together, together |
| Defend our tomorrows |
| Together, together |
| Defend our yesterdays |
| Together, together |
| Defend our tomorrows |
| Together, together |