Текст песни Wednesday Morning - Macklemore
Bad
taste,
bad
taste
in
my
mouth
Flag
wave,
I'm
glad
wavin'
at
a
Patriots
house
Lookin'
for
change
on
the
couch
Mad
world,
mad
world,
that's
what
the
TV
said
Imagine
tryna
keep
your
head
While
your
daughter
sleeps
in
bed
And
when
she
wakes
up,
will
the
world
be
the
same?
Will
my
girl
be
afraid
in
the
home
of
the
brave?
See,
I
hope,
I
hope,
that
it's
gon'
be
alright
but
What
a
hell
of
a
night
Humanity
is
a
privilege,
we
can't
give
in
When
they
build
walls,
we'll
build
bridges
This
is
resistance,
we're
resilient
When
they
spread
hate,
we
shine
brilliant
March
by
the
millions
till
they
hear
the
children
We
found
ourselves
at
a
distance
Open
up
the
jails
and
the
overcrowded
cells
When
we
oppress
anyone,
we
oppress
ourselves
Greatest
gift
I
ever
learned
is
helpin'
someone
else
You
build,
believe
and
build
'cause
you
forget
about
yourself
Service,
purpose,
works
if
you
work
it
Love
everyone
regardless
of
the
God
they
worship
This
isn't
the
Apocalypse
We
can't
address
the
hate
until
we
acknowledge
it
If
Jesus
was
alive,
would
he
let
Mohamed
in?
This
isn't
nature,
my
daughter
hugs
strangers
We
teach
fear
and
preach
hatred
Put
up
a
fence,
scared
to
meet
our
neighbors
Think
that
if
we
let
them
in,
they'll
take
advantage
of
us
later
There's
so
much
anger
and
this
world
is
ours,
raise
her
My
daughter,
hope
it's
a
dream
when
I
wake
up
tomorrow
Bad
taste,
bad
taste
in
my
mouth
Flag
wave,
I'm
glad
wavin'
at
a
Patriots
house
Lookin'
for
change
on
the
couch
Mad
world,
mad
world,
that's
what
the
TV
said
Imagine
tryna
keep
your
head
While
your
daughter
sleeps
in
bed
And
when
she
wakes
up,
will
the
world
be
the
same?
Will
my
girl
be
afraid
in
the
home
of
the
brave?
See,
I
hope,
I
hope,
that
it's
gon'
be
alright
but
What
a
hell
of
a
night
And
we
fight
for
the
people
that
haven't
had
a
voice
Fight
for
the
first
amendment,
fight
for
freedom
of
choice
Fight
for
women's
rights,
if
she
does
or
doesn't
care
We
ride
for
all
the
Queer
folk
and
fight
for
all
the
gay
married
I'm
not
moving
to
Canada,
not
fleeing
the
nation
No
time
for
apathy,
no
more
tears
and
no
complainin'
Gotta
fight
harder
for
the
next
four
and
what
we're
faced
with
Got
my
daughter
in
my
arms
and
he
is
not
gonna
raise
her
Bad
taste,
bad
taste
in
my
mouth
Flag
wave,
I'm
glad
wavin'
at
a
Patriots
house
Lookin'
for
change
on
the
couch
Mad
world,
mad
world,
that's
what
the
TV
said
Imagine
tryna
keep
your
head
While
your
daughter
sleeps
in
bed
And
when
she
wakes
up,
will
the
world
be
the
same?
Will
my
girl
be
afraid
in
the
home
of
the
brave?
See,
I
hope,
I
hope,
that
it's
gon'
be
alright
but
What
a
hell
of
a
night
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