Текст песни Linda Perry - Bang The Drum
Linda Perry - Bang The Drum слова песни
One day well run awayBuild a house made of straw and clayWorship every moonlit nightWhile we bang upon the drumPlant seeds to grow the treesThat will supply the needsTo raise a wall of segregationWhile we bang upon the drumA social enemy has prayed upon thy faithA loss of dignityIs getting in thy wayReal soon the sand dunesWill blow across every afternoonBlinding us with a grain of saltAs we bang upon the drumWell plant our feet in landFar surpassing machines of manThanking mother for this revelationWhile we bang upon the drumA common legacyHas graced me with new faithA needle and a threadHas woven my new fateOne day in the afternoonOne day in the afternoonOne day well run awayBuild a house made of straw and clayWorship every moonlit nightAs we bang upon the drumA social enemy has prayed upon thy faithA loss of dignity is getting in thy wayOne day in the afternoonOne day in the afternoon