One, two, three Now you might have heard different But I know it's a fact That Jesus, Mary, Joseph And the Apostle Paul were black Ten letters I am writing Each one reads the same And nine circles I am drawing One around your name Land and freedom, steel and faith Tooth and bone and wire Skin, scar, dirt and fire Mic check It doesn't matter who you are It does not matter what you say Flesh shapes the day Flesh shapes the day Now it's clear as a pillar of smoke And broken Starbuck's glass Yeah, I support my troops They wave black flags, they wear black masks All the roads are closed Smoke is rising from the fields The monsters left their cages An angel set them free Land and freedom, steel and faith Tooth and bone and wire And skin, scar, dirt and fire Mic check It doesn't matter who you are It does not matter what you say Flesh shapes the day Flesh shapes the day Veteran's hospitals and witches spells Low to buy and high to sell And little girls collecting shells And memories upon the shelves And ringing bells and high school choirs And faithful dogs beside the fire And billionaires and open bars And early exits and judgments hard And land and freedom, steel and faith Tooth and bone and wire And skin, scar, dirt and fire Mic check It doesn't matter who you are Does not matter what the fuck you say Flesh shapes the day Flesh shapes the day Flesh shapes the day Flesh shapes the day © THE NIGHTWATCHMAN MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com