Song | Gave Up On God |
Artist | Fun Lovin' Criminals |
Album | Livin' In The City |
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作词 : Fun Lovin' Criminals | |
All these people makin' choices with no | |
cause and effect check sayin' their man is | |
the best. But yet they don't respect they | |
lie to elect. Then resent the rest. Making | |
god's whole world a mess I say it again. I | |
make a wager that the saviour hasn't been | |
back yet we got many looking skyward like | |
the man got a jet you see it in the | |
children's eyes. Within them they reflect | |
the love that we forget bring me your poor. | |
Persecuted huddled masses. Put them through | |
the system. And kick their asses. Try to | |
figure out why the double edge slashes. | |
While the white rich men get passes. We got | |
a thousand year beef that's still a problem. | |
Since 1945 we just threaten to bomb 'em. But | |
now they're bombin' back. And still we aint | |
got 'em you said. Never forget. But we've | |
forgotten. | |
Did you ever think the world would get so | |
hard children killing children in our own | |
back yard did you ever think you'd say that | |
you gave up on god | |
Now try and pitcure this. Through all of the | |
mist we're taking out hits. Scratchin' dicks | |
off the list we're itchin' to piss off. | |
Those kicks we just lift off. The kids that | |
just let off. The guns that we gift. The | |
times that push cadence. Reflect all the | |
ancients we try to have patience. Through | |
all of the hatred with all of this growin'. | |
It's out of control. I'm sitting on my sofa | |
sedated. We got a lot in the way of. | |
Acheiving a state. That don't try to relate | |
the temptations of fate. And what's made us | |
great? All of this blood? Is this how we | |
court the houses of Saud? well we're | |
sleeping with dogs. But detaining the pack. | |
They're stealing my rights with the patriot | |
act. With Washington runnin' the drugs. And | |
the guns in. Sometimes I thank god we got | |
crack | |
Did you ever think the world would get so | |
hard children killing children in our own | |
back yard did you ever think you'd say that | |
you gave up on god |
zuo ci : Fun Lovin' Criminals | |
All these people makin' choices with no | |
cause and effect check sayin' their man is | |
the best. But yet they don' t respect they | |
lie to elect. Then resent the rest. Making | |
god' s whole world a mess I say it again. I | |
make a wager that the saviour hasn' t been | |
back yet we got many looking skyward like | |
the man got a jet you see it in the | |
children' s eyes. Within them they reflect | |
the love that we forget bring me your poor. | |
Persecuted huddled masses. Put them through | |
the system. And kick their asses. Try to | |
figure out why the double edge slashes. | |
While the white rich men get passes. We got | |
a thousand year beef that' s still a problem. | |
Since 1945 we just threaten to bomb ' em. But | |
now they' re bombin' back. And still we aint | |
got ' em you said. Never forget. But we' ve | |
forgotten. | |
Did you ever think the world would get so | |
hard children killing children in our own | |
back yard did you ever think you' d say that | |
you gave up on god | |
Now try and pitcure this. Through all of the | |
mist we' re taking out hits. Scratchin' dicks | |
off the list we' re itchin' to piss off. | |
Those kicks we just lift off. The kids that | |
just let off. The guns that we gift. The | |
times that push cadence. Reflect all the | |
ancients we try to have patience. Through | |
all of the hatred with all of this growin'. | |
It' s out of control. I' m sitting on my sofa | |
sedated. We got a lot in the way of. | |
Acheiving a state. That don' t try to relate | |
the temptations of fate. And what' s made us | |
great? All of this blood? Is this how we | |
court the houses of Saud? well we' re | |
sleeping with dogs. But detaining the pack. | |
They' re stealing my rights with the patriot | |
act. With Washington runnin' the drugs. And | |
the guns in. Sometimes I thank god we got | |
crack | |
Did you ever think the world would get so | |
hard children killing children in our own | |
back yard did you ever think you' d say that | |
you gave up on god |
zuò cí : Fun Lovin' Criminals | |
All these people makin' choices with no | |
cause and effect check sayin' their man is | |
the best. But yet they don' t respect they | |
lie to elect. Then resent the rest. Making | |
god' s whole world a mess I say it again. I | |
make a wager that the saviour hasn' t been | |
back yet we got many looking skyward like | |
the man got a jet you see it in the | |
children' s eyes. Within them they reflect | |
the love that we forget bring me your poor. | |
Persecuted huddled masses. Put them through | |
the system. And kick their asses. Try to | |
figure out why the double edge slashes. | |
While the white rich men get passes. We got | |
a thousand year beef that' s still a problem. | |
Since 1945 we just threaten to bomb ' em. But | |
now they' re bombin' back. And still we aint | |
got ' em you said. Never forget. But we' ve | |
forgotten. | |
Did you ever think the world would get so | |
hard children killing children in our own | |
back yard did you ever think you' d say that | |
you gave up on god | |
Now try and pitcure this. Through all of the | |
mist we' re taking out hits. Scratchin' dicks | |
off the list we' re itchin' to piss off. | |
Those kicks we just lift off. The kids that | |
just let off. The guns that we gift. The | |
times that push cadence. Reflect all the | |
ancients we try to have patience. Through | |
all of the hatred with all of this growin'. | |
It' s out of control. I' m sitting on my sofa | |
sedated. We got a lot in the way of. | |
Acheiving a state. That don' t try to relate | |
the temptations of fate. And what' s made us | |
great? All of this blood? Is this how we | |
court the houses of Saud? well we' re | |
sleeping with dogs. But detaining the pack. | |
They' re stealing my rights with the patriot | |
act. With Washington runnin' the drugs. And | |
the guns in. Sometimes I thank god we got | |
crack | |
Did you ever think the world would get so | |
hard children killing children in our own | |
back yard did you ever think you' d say that | |
you gave up on god |