Lyrics
talk is cheap, of course it's more action that is needed
but where did it get us, overreacting at some meetings
all they do is block the street up at summits with our leaders
keep us back a hundred meters or lunge trying to beat us
confiscating visas, black choppers, and them Beamers
we here for that peace
so why them coppers got to greet us
maybe with guilt they filled built
cause they mislead us
its heating
as we seeing time revealing all their secrets
if you ever knew what's close
do you think we ready folks?
better stop and run a check
on what we heading for
we think we ready though
but we aint ready no
when our mind is locked and we be scrapping for that petty dough
some say a world government's unfurling
its coming quick
you know who controls, who we serve, whose running shit
punishment for not keeping democracy in constant check pondered yet?
some already see that monster threat
not only about Iraq, also about Tibet
but lives are numbers in their senates and their house of reps
allowing death to rain, courtesy of taxes, an evil axis
and so murderous be their tactics
fact is while these soldiers is strolling through borders
it's obvious, it's for the controlling of resources
corpses are not seen by the one's up in office
but laws are always coming under their auspice's
paupers, they be on the frontline, for yours, my lord,
this is more than just punch lines and chorus,
tell your sons and daughters, it is upon us, reporting
cause I know they lead the blind into the slaughter
if you ever knew what's close
do you think we ready folks?
better stop and run a check
on what we heading for
we think we ready though
but we aint ready no
when our mind is locked and we be scrapping for that petty dough
if you ever knew what's close
do you think we ready folks?
better stop and run a check
on what we heading for
we think we ready though
but we aint ready no
when our mind is locked and we be scrapping for some petty dough
if you ever knew what's close
do you think we ready folks?
better stop and run a check
on what we heading for
we think we ready though
but we aint ready no
when our mind is locked and we be scrapping for that petty dough
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Band: A Broken Silence
Song: Run A Check
Album: All For What (Eightball Records)
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