paroles de chanson Get Up - Skid Row
Indecisions
pre-empt
holy
war
Every
religion
has
its
Drunkard
and
whores
Were
only
your
savior
in
the
days
of
your
need
Yet
you
drag
our
dead
bodies
through
your
piss
Landed
streets
Your
gods
are
guns
that
make
you
run
to
what
you
Cant
conceive
Sit
back
and
feed
our
wealth
Give
me
a
bomb
and
Ill
drop
it
myself
Get
up-
get
ready
to
go
Get
up-
you
know
you
got
to
Get
up-
cause
shes
ready
to
blow
Get
up
Get
up-
get
ready
to
go
Get
up-
you
got
to,
got
to
Get
up-
cause
shes
ready
to
blow
Get
up
Done
is
the
hatred
that
is
scaling
our
walls
Wont
turn
a
blind
eye
when
youre
storming
our
halls
If
only
once
you
had
the
presence
of
mind
Youd
appreciate
your
fears
if
we
left
you
behind
Does
not
our
being
to
burn
away
in
eastern
sun?
Bury
your
heads
in
the
sand
Then
celebrate
with
out
blood
on
your
hand
Sit
back
and
feed
on
the
wealth
Hand
me
the
bomb
and
Ill
drop
it
myself
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