Текст песни Franks Enemy - One For Them
Franks Enemy - One For Them слова песни
I could never be themThough my blood is just as redAnd we all grieve our belovedThat end up just as deadI can feel the angerAt the old atrocitiesBut I know it`s not the sameKnowing it wouldn`t have happened to meAnd I`m no good with cheap sloganeeringAbout making dreams come trueThe answer is somewhere at the foot of the crossHowever hard we`ve tried to make it untrueI remember McDuffie and how I had to stay homeNot understanding why because I also thought those cops were wrongUntil later I caught myself laughing at my friends` racist jokesMe the adult white male, I finally grew upAnd so the drugs enslave with the laws that imprisonState sponsored plantations disguised and hiddenAnd I don`t want to fear a man anymoreBut then when one of them knocks at my door