We All Got Out (of the Army)
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Lyrics
I called up to the district in question A full mismatch goes with everything and anything Yeah anywhere with anything and everything You know the rules Call the crooks Fasten the hooks Plaster the hair I said I would like to have it while I'm still alive I need six or seven, they said you can have five Inches, seconds, minutes, years, have you got the drive Pick up the phones Call the crooks Loosen the pants Privation enhanced Discontent and anger are the devils On each shoulder with missing an angel Who's gone silent in America Battling, imaging the requisite Ever consumer The immediate high speed delivery One wants the commune One wants it all The brand name means it all So the angels sells the trailer Sets the kids free And gets rid of the TV And drives off to find more While the discontent rages on Buying houses and big cars Cursing who out bids the auction Laughing the whole time His belly flops EP. One wants to commune One wants it all The brand name means it all So the angels sells the trailer Sets the kids free And gets rid of the TV And drives off to find more Spend the day Moderation sits cross-legged in the corner The world insane Waiting for the rain to come down Spend the day Moderation sits cross-legged in the corner The world insane Waiting for the rain to come down
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 03:23
- Key
- 2
- Tempo
- 157 BPM