| Song | Fred Army |
| Artist | Sick of It All |
| Album | Death To Tyrants |
| 作词 : Sick Of It All | |
| left. right. left gonna march right out and leave this place left. right. left gonna punch right through what gets in the way left. right. left gonna do whatever we have to do left. right. left gonna march right out into the free world desperate. and cornered like a rat things are getting ugly really fast their intentions are the worst let's brace ourselves and hit them where it hurts freedom is right there in our sights conscience. we have to put aside their intentions are the worst we won't stop until we break through left. right. left gonna march right out and leave this place left. right. left gonna punch right through what gets in the way left. right. left gonna do whatever we have to do left. right. left gonna march right out into the free world and we won't stop 'till we break through we're given no choice so let the chips fall where they may and let these matters be settled this way we'll let our judgement get carried away carried so far to a terrible place a place that wrecks and shatters our dreams and changes life as we know it into the life we have to live left. right. left gonna march right out and leave this place left. right. left gonna punch right through what gets in the way left. right. left gonna do whatever we have to do left. right. left gonna march right out into the free world and we won't stop 'till we break through |
| zuò cí : Sick Of It All | |
| left. right. left gonna march right out and leave this place left. right. left gonna punch right through what gets in the way left. right. left gonna do whatever we have to do left. right. left gonna march right out into the free world desperate. and cornered like a rat things are getting ugly really fast their intentions are the worst let' s brace ourselves and hit them where it hurts freedom is right there in our sights conscience. we have to put aside their intentions are the worst we won' t stop until we break through left. right. left gonna march right out and leave this place left. right. left gonna punch right through what gets in the way left. right. left gonna do whatever we have to do left. right. left gonna march right out into the free world and we won' t stop ' till we break through we' re given no choice so let the chips fall where they may and let these matters be settled this way we' ll let our judgement get carried away carried so far to a terrible place a place that wrecks and shatters our dreams and changes life as we know it into the life we have to live left. right. left gonna march right out and leave this place left. right. left gonna punch right through what gets in the way left. right. left gonna do whatever we have to do left. right. left gonna march right out into the free world and we won' t stop ' till we break through |