Song | Doctrines Outdated |
Artist | The Tossers |
Album | Long Dim Road |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Duggins, Tossers | |
Our differences far behind us | |
Nothing matters anymore | |
All I can do is smile and know, know you know | |
What I’m thinking before | |
This is not the place it used to be | |
It always seems a dream | |
The place | |
I live – it is not here | |
It’s somewhere in between | |
It’s too dark and cold to smile | |
Soldiers loom too keen to avoid | |
All the same guns, kneecaps, and donations run rampant | |
The argument keeps them employed | |
What parliament could stand to realize is that | |
They planted this troublesome seed | |
And we fed off of it and now it’s all this- | |
If you really want talk, don’t impede | |
Investments gone, small business disappears | |
When I look, | |
I see no dreams, or dogma or rhetoric, or colors or campaigns | |
I see funerals and mother scream | |
I see hard men fall with pain in their eyes | |
I see conflict vanish in air and crumbled buildings where men finally decides that they with that their dead were still there | |
I see a country who will not subsidize us and our own who won’t stand in the way | |
Does Downing | |
Street now turn its eyes on our people to see what we have to say | |
Well, wait for peace from | |
Britain and stand up | |
For ourselves and nothing else but for our dead | |
Not for money, security, indoctrinations, donations or anything else ever said | |
To be recognized as a nation of people | |
Who struggled and fought to be free | |
Not as criminals, terrorists, or an inferior class | |
But as activists who fought tyranny | |
And echo these thoughts run throughout time | |
Lest they be forgot | |
That it was greed that let one people prevail | |
Left another behind to rot | |
If the investment now is agreed upon then there | |
Must be limitations on capitol countries are allowed | |
To procure, by | |
Irish resource tax and relations | |
Unless, you want us covered in plastic | |
Like a Nashville tourist trap | |
Or your grandpa 70 years old and cavorting in a leprechaun suit like a sap | |
Fair business practice fair for all people, | |
So greed cannot set the stage | |
Along with the minimum, so they don’t go crazy | |
Politicians and businessmen must have a maximum wage | |
Our differences far behind us | |
Nothing matters anymore | |
All I can do is smile and know, know you | |
Know what | |
I’m thinking before. |
zuo qu : Duggins, Tossers | |
Our differences far behind us | |
Nothing matters anymore | |
All I can do is smile and know, know you know | |
What I' m thinking before | |
This is not the place it used to be | |
It always seems a dream | |
The place | |
I live it is not here | |
It' s somewhere in between | |
It' s too dark and cold to smile | |
Soldiers loom too keen to avoid | |
All the same guns, kneecaps, and donations run rampant | |
The argument keeps them employed | |
What parliament could stand to realize is that | |
They planted this troublesome seed | |
And we fed off of it and now it' s all this | |
If you really want talk, don' t impede | |
Investments gone, small business disappears | |
When I look, | |
I see no dreams, or dogma or rhetoric, or colors or campaigns | |
I see funerals and mother scream | |
I see hard men fall with pain in their eyes | |
I see conflict vanish in air and crumbled buildings where men finally decides that they with that their dead were still there | |
I see a country who will not subsidize us and our own who won' t stand in the way | |
Does Downing | |
Street now turn its eyes on our people to see what we have to say | |
Well, wait for peace from | |
Britain and stand up | |
For ourselves and nothing else but for our dead | |
Not for money, security, indoctrinations, donations or anything else ever said | |
To be recognized as a nation of people | |
Who struggled and fought to be free | |
Not as criminals, terrorists, or an inferior class | |
But as activists who fought tyranny | |
And echo these thoughts run throughout time | |
Lest they be forgot | |
That it was greed that let one people prevail | |
Left another behind to rot | |
If the investment now is agreed upon then there | |
Must be limitations on capitol countries are allowed | |
To procure, by | |
Irish resource tax and relations | |
Unless, you want us covered in plastic | |
Like a Nashville tourist trap | |
Or your grandpa 70 years old and cavorting in a leprechaun suit like a sap | |
Fair business practice fair for all people, | |
So greed cannot set the stage | |
Along with the minimum, so they don' t go crazy | |
Politicians and businessmen must have a maximum wage | |
Our differences far behind us | |
Nothing matters anymore | |
All I can do is smile and know, know you | |
Know what | |
I' m thinking before. |
zuò qǔ : Duggins, Tossers | |
Our differences far behind us | |
Nothing matters anymore | |
All I can do is smile and know, know you know | |
What I' m thinking before | |
This is not the place it used to be | |
It always seems a dream | |
The place | |
I live it is not here | |
It' s somewhere in between | |
It' s too dark and cold to smile | |
Soldiers loom too keen to avoid | |
All the same guns, kneecaps, and donations run rampant | |
The argument keeps them employed | |
What parliament could stand to realize is that | |
They planted this troublesome seed | |
And we fed off of it and now it' s all this | |
If you really want talk, don' t impede | |
Investments gone, small business disappears | |
When I look, | |
I see no dreams, or dogma or rhetoric, or colors or campaigns | |
I see funerals and mother scream | |
I see hard men fall with pain in their eyes | |
I see conflict vanish in air and crumbled buildings where men finally decides that they with that their dead were still there | |
I see a country who will not subsidize us and our own who won' t stand in the way | |
Does Downing | |
Street now turn its eyes on our people to see what we have to say | |
Well, wait for peace from | |
Britain and stand up | |
For ourselves and nothing else but for our dead | |
Not for money, security, indoctrinations, donations or anything else ever said | |
To be recognized as a nation of people | |
Who struggled and fought to be free | |
Not as criminals, terrorists, or an inferior class | |
But as activists who fought tyranny | |
And echo these thoughts run throughout time | |
Lest they be forgot | |
That it was greed that let one people prevail | |
Left another behind to rot | |
If the investment now is agreed upon then there | |
Must be limitations on capitol countries are allowed | |
To procure, by | |
Irish resource tax and relations | |
Unless, you want us covered in plastic | |
Like a Nashville tourist trap | |
Or your grandpa 70 years old and cavorting in a leprechaun suit like a sap | |
Fair business practice fair for all people, | |
So greed cannot set the stage | |
Along with the minimum, so they don' t go crazy | |
Politicians and businessmen must have a maximum wage | |
Our differences far behind us | |
Nothing matters anymore | |
All I can do is smile and know, know you | |
Know what | |
I' m thinking before. |