Bombs Over Providence piosenki

Ash and palm, burnt black, caked to my forehead, For we are the children of faith in dead gods. Fear not bedrooms nor states, as they are merely the bait, And hate is still the sermon of this mass. I have lost the nerve to listen about hellfire, brimston...

So it's true: 1989 really is that far away and I wouldn't care, had I not the fortune to be shown the history of memory lost. The sky is falling down and we're being convinced that it's rain, with ideals as parasols we're soaked all the same. Questioning w...

Once thought I could easily impart some beginner's knowledge to the upstart. I've long since left such bombast to fight back, never win, try again iconoclast. We are the nonsense we espouse to waking minds in sleepy towns. Of the boroughs and the streets we...

Miles 'tween and what I'll see yet, but I still shudder. The engine's struggling. The snowy drifts of the home we left betray the warmth of the hearts it kept. These prairie mile kids, in droves, put knuckles into things they know. The people and pits in S...

I awoke so invincible the state indivisible hasn't had the chance to finish me yet. The force of law notwithstanding moans, groans and the sting of student loans. I hit the ground running, With subsidized funding laughing at the irony of the pub Where...

Well, it was all roses and wine circa 1999. Back when my mentors spoke through headphones and my victories all had soundtracks. I'm only getting back there just today By the good graces of those to whom I ache to say "Thanks for playing the way you play."...

Cast out with the first of winter. Coldest night since they last raised busfare. Seems fitting. In this city it only ever gets this cold After shelters close and the commons gates are locked. There but for the grace of good odds go you, go I, go we a...

Keep time to the beat of walls coming down, three cheers for the supernational. Tell that to the kid who just joined cadets; breast-fed on state-sponsored radio. Look at that, us troublemakers got a problem again; I never knew where or when, This boundless...

I've been falling harder with this city's decline. And I know I'm not getting any smarter. Every blackened skyline has some failure in mind that rains on down around quitting time. And we drink in gulps, through sobs and old gridlock; Trekking for wiles t...

Throw in! Got mine for the party line. It seems that everything we do is part of a grander scheme. We're still killing parents. Did you hear about the beatdown on the streets of old town? Some of that was true. But I swear we're learning more. We're gon...

Here we are; another school night proclamation of the greater good. And what's more, I've the gall to curse and moan about the state of my upset. Calling all those who'd hate to grow up. When we're left to our own devices recalling all our youthful ideals...

Here we are; another school night proclamation of the greater good. And what's more, I've the gall to curse and moan about the state of my upset. Calling all those who'd hate to grow up. When we're left to our own devices recalling all our youthful ideals...

Damned by the wars we wage to a similar fate of the states we imitate. Forgotten faster than Rome's walls came tumbling down. Administering "shock and awe" with Tsunami bombs never did stand a chance, When I was floored at once by the one-two punch of benev...

Presented as but one part of a brief dialogue between Mr. Ratchenslatt and Clerk Jones regarding the latter's dismissal and termination of employment. Ratchenslatt: "Nevermind, what I say goes. This could be your last chance to go clean out your office." Jon...

I'm calling all intellectuals and other traitors; Rousers of the rabble and the instigators Get your war on and curry favour to United States of the state of nature. Rest on clichés weather-beaten, we've arrived having already eaten. Sing aloud, my cho...

Where there's no smoke, We've been burned alive, hearing two-cent mind cut us down to size. Dancing with the spectre of unsolicited conjecture. While the emperor, he sold his clothes for opening slots on local shows. But these comment of ennui aside, T...

Hey brother can you spare about a half a quart of rye? Ontario water's killed before and I fear I'm the next one on its mind. I'm damned to review front pages, late apologies that couldn't save us. Barely literate, but well-fed, the fire in our eyes is a sp...

Know I'm still alive because I'm bleeding. Nine lives and three sheets to the wind. The story goes our hero boasts little more than a theory in it's death throes. No solace found in what I put to ground, but I'm stronger than you know I am. This race is f...

Stopped dead by the force of the attack, Made mute by the rhetoric that fought back. Left treads lightly on bridges we'll be burned on. Self-made are the enemies they've funded. War with Oceania as always. Once again I'll mourn New York like Yeman, B...

We dumb smart kids got guts; we're buying in without selling out. And we're great at parties. Misplaced-aggression chic, or ill-read rebel's grief, we've got our weapons. We've made a lifetime of wearing our comfort on tattered sleeve. I'll buy you ever...