There's a government whip cracked across your back Where the order of the day is don't listen, attack See the blood run down in your bushwhack town Revolution is the gimmick of a joke less clown Where the body's just yelling for the tax man's gun Talk, don't talk if you've nothing to say Walk, don't walk if your feet don't know the way And requiem for a dying song With a shimmy and a shank from a futile war With the sun that lights the day Breaks the darkness and the powers of another great shame With you my love, with you my love With you I will return And requiem for a dying song Got the barrel by the face should the order release Should the bullet in your pocket turn away and retreat See the terror in the eye of a bloodshot child Only bubble in his belly and the promise of lies Operation, liberation, tell me, you can decide Oh, talk, don't talk if you've nothing to say Walk, don't walk if your feet don't know the way Requiem for a dying song With a shimmy and the shank from a futile war With the sun that lights the day Breaks the darkness and the powers of another great shame But with you my love, with you my love With you I will return And requiem for a dying song Agony from every corner on every street Act like he lost himself over bitterness Explode, explode There's a government whip cracked across your back Where the order of the day is don't listen, attack Oh, talk, don't talk if you've nothing to say Walk, don't walk if your feet don't know the way Requiem for a dying song With a shimmy and the shank from a futile war With the sun that lights the day Breaks the darkness and the powers of another great shame But with you my love, with you my love With you I will return And requiem for a dying song With you my love With you I will return And requiem for a dying song © 26F GELLERT HILL MUSIC; TWENTYSIXF MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com