| Song | Gave Up On God |
| Artist | Fun Lovin' Criminals |
| Album | Livin' In The City |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 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 |