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Текст песни The Style Council - A Gospel

The Style Council - A Gospel слова песни




Handed down from fathers to sonsWas the hatred of weakness and the love of gunsA talk of peace but not in our timeTo save our souls and stop the crimeOnwards and upwards but going nowhereSo how many now truthfully swearThat they do no evil - see no wrongThe ad-mass agents, the writers of songThe bankers, the poets, the modern day seersClouding an issue that was never quite clearSent through the ages of boy to manThe living testament of making a standKilling the wicked then raising the deadEating propaganda and shit spoon fedGrasping for wisdom, but thick all the sameSo how many innocents now can claimThat they play with fire - and get burntAnd through the same mistakes never get learntHoping for a time it will fall to placeFaith shall show as our saving graceHanded down from God with loveWas the whole wide world and some aboveBut not content to share the landGreed was shown the winning handAnd those whose greed was the strongest of allTook upon themselves to lead the callThat some must work while other restWithout the question of what is bestThe leaders, the losers and the kingsPass the rifle butt that tyranny bringsPassed on over to the chosen fewWas the promise of freedom with a breadline queueGhetto`s, gateaux and eating it tooForcing it all down with a cola brewThe first amendment and the hunt for redsA conscious contradiction with something saidThat they see no evil - with eyes shut tightA cocaine culture that offers no fightDragged from birth - drugged to deathThe common excuse is `just being yourself`Hand us down before it`s too lateThe strength and wisdom to change our stateGoverned by evil and all it will bringI can`t wait for the day they do the lamppost swingAnd no mercy should they be shownFor you cannot reason with the devil`s ownThey say, they hear no evil - hands clasped tightTo shut out the victims` screams of ol` Uncle Sam fightsHe sweats and he strains as his boney frame comes -into the womb of an innocent one

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