Hilltop Hoods - Fifty in Five paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Fifty in Five - Hilltop Hoods



Terror cleared the skyline and anger clouded judgement so they spent a thousand night times in the desert fighting something that they couldn't find
That made it something that they couldn't fight
Left us lamenting all the wrongs that they couldn't right
This is for the second time we've been here before
From Vietnam to Saddam we always needing a war
Neo-conservatives rose up like Viet Cong
Their fingers on the trigger we won't be here for long
They killed MLK and they named a day after him
They killed JFK and named an airport after him
Some guy shot a monster called Reagan so he could bone
A girl named Jodie Foster, if only he'd known
We tested nukes in the atmosphere, the sea and the dirt
And they tested all these missiles just to see if they worked
Now France got 'em, Russia got 'em, India and Pakistan
Korea want 'em, States want 'em, pointed at the Taliban
Iran and Afghanistan, sands of the Arab lands
Orders from portable commands in armoured caravans
Internet, 3g cellular phones
Serial killers built mini-cells in their homes
And we had Manson, Bundy, Gacy, Son of Sam
Macarena, Superman, Chicken dance, Running Man
Generation X and Generation Y and the generation next will degenerate and die
'Cause we got holes in the ozone that we put there ourselves
Now the poles are a no go earths cooking itself
And we can't look at ourselves
So we got saline, botox, eighteen, fake tits, nineteen, detox
Don't stop, debited credit, can't afford it get it credit
Buy it, spend it, try it, getting fat?
Then you better shed it!
Ab-Swing, Blue Blocker, Tupac or Biggie
East Coast, West Coast, Fat Joe or Fifty
Thatcher, the shifty iron lady, Tony Blair
A princess died, some say 'cause she got Dodi there
Whitlam, Keating, Hawke and a promise of no children in poverty, wish that could have been honest
We had Abbot and Costello, right wing overlords
Promises and children, they threw 'em both overboard
Overwrought refugees thrown to a group home or jailed for the crime of
Looking for a new home
Elvis died, Hendrix died, Lennon died
Genocide in Africa, Serbia Cambodia, pesticides
Bio-toxins, chemical warfare
All's fair in love and war, more work for the poll bearer
More terror, more unjust search and seizures
A tidal wave came and claimed the coast of Indonesia
Quakes in Iran, Japan and California
Greenhouse gas turned the world into a sauna
The trauma of mortars, martyrs, slaughters of partners, mourners
Fathers and daughter's
They chased us, caught us, numbered us to sort us
Raped us, scorned us, to break us they bought us
Third world kidneys for captains of industry
Uprising in the street, corruption in the ministry
A blowjob brought about the fall of a dynasty
And mp3's saw the fall of an industry
Doubled population, halved accommodation
Carved up resources and we starved the poorer nations
Beirut, Chechnya, all hell broke loose
Berlin, nineteen eighty nine, man, the wall fell
Cold war ended but that didn't stop more shells
Waco lit up the sky like burning oil wells
A world laid waste with addiction
Tell Orwell truth's always stranger than fiction
Big Brother's on closed circuit TV and on cable
Reality's now scripted, celebrity's for sale
Jeopardy and jail, seized, deposed
Remedies and penalties for failed CEO's
We had the Enron collapse and
White-collar crime and
Investors they were taxed a dollar for a dime
The blue chip companies and blue-sky mines
We no longer choose sides we choose sidelines
(Rich bleeding the kind, blind leading the blind)
(And history repeats, no competing with time)
(Gasses eating the minds of the Vet's that they bring home)
(The plague of Agent Orange, Gulf War Syndrome)
(Soldiers sent home Posttraumatic stress leave)
(STD's 'cause the sleeve ain't sexy)
(AIDS shook the eighties, grim reaper with a bowling ball)
(Metallica, kill 'em all, let god scold 'em all)
The Guildford Four, Chicago Seven
Mumia, Mandela, Oceans Eleven
Half past twelve on Friday the Thirteenth
Dawn of the Dead a Nightmare On Elm Street
Weapons free environment
War zone, phone home
Melanoma grow as we soak in the ozone
Home-grown, (Hydro), Cocaine, (Nitro)
Werewolf in London, (American Psycho), check
Cyclones, bushfires, Bush firing Scuds
Baby boomers, Woodstock, what happened to the love?
What happened to the cubs?
They fed 'em to the wolves
Set a trial for pedophiles, they let 'em in the school's!
Set 'em on the student's, turned 'em on the kids and
Everyone responsible should burn for what they did!
And if they try to deny then an eye for an eye the
Government and church on which we try to rely
Both rob us 'til it hurts chasing lie after lie like
Astronauts chasing a pie in the sky
They landed on the moon but can't seem to return there
Makes some question if they ever really were there
And if they were there now and they looked back
Could we look them in the eye, could we look back?
'Cause when we look back at what we have done can you believe what we've become?
And as we walk into the sun can you believe what we have become?
As we walk into the sun...



Writer(s): JOHN HILL, BARRY FRANCIS, DON COCHRANE, MATTHEW LAMBERT, DANIEL SMITH


Hilltop Hoods - State of the Art
Album State of the Art
date de sortie
12-06-2009




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