Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song A More Perfect Union , by - Titus Andronicus. Release date: 08.03.2010
Song language: English
A More Perfect Union |
| There’ll be no more counting the cars on the Garden State Parkway |
| Nor waiting for the Fung Wah bus to carry me to who-knows-where |
| And when I stand tonight, 'neath the lights of the Fenway |
| Will I not yell like hell for the glory of the Newark Bears? |
| Because where I’m going to now, no one can ever hurt me |
| Where the well of human hatred is shallow and dry |
| No, I never wanted to change the world, but I’m looking for a new New Jersey |
| Because tramps like us, baby, we were born to die |
| I’m doing 70 on 17, I’m doing 80 over 84 |
| And I never let the Meritt Parkway magnetize me no more |
| Give me a brutal Somerville summer |
| Give me a cruel New England winter |
| Give me the great Pine Barrens |
| So I can see them turned into splinters |
| And if I come in on a donkey, let me go out on a gurney |
| I want to realize too late I never should have left New Jersey |
| Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh |
| La da da da da da da da da da da, yeah! |
| Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh |
| La da da da da da da da da da da, yeah! |
| I sense the enemy, they’re rustling around in the trees |
| I thought I had gotten away but the followed me to 02 143 |
| Oh, woe, woe is me, no one knows the trouble I see |
| When they hang Jeff Davis from a sourapple tree, I’ll sit beneath the leaves |
| and weep |
| None of us shall be saved, every man will be a slave |
| For John Brown’s body lies a-mould'ring in the grave and there’s rumbling down |
| in the caves |
| So if it’s time for choosing sides, and to show this dirty city how we do the |
| Jersey Slide |
| And if it deserves a better class of criminal |
| Then I’ma give it to them tonight |
| So we’ll rally around the flag, rally around the flag |
| Rally around the flag, boys, rally once again |
| Shouting the Battle Cry of Freedom |
| Rally around the flag, rally around the flag |
| Glory, glory, Hallelujah, His truth is marching on |
| «I will be as harsh as truth and as uncompromising as justice. |
| On this subject, |
| I do not wish to think, or speak, or write with moderation. |
| I am in earnest. |
| I will not equivocate, I will not excuse, I will not retreat a single inch, |
| and I will be heard.» |