The buildings are burning
In American homes
And people are running
From clouds of stone
And houses are churning
With people on the phone
Oh no!
These days to live
These days to love
Many, many people are going to learn
That war is promising
But it leaves before we can learn
There are no days to burn
Oh oh snapper I got the gun clapper
Trying to call my papa cause times are getting fatter
Flying bombs. I pour my heart out to the people
What's one? But nine-one-one, nine-eleven
What's the shock, war crafts crash blew up the whole block
Breaking news, this shit gotta stop
And these times people dying in flocks
Oh my god! The life we live, broken-hearted and shattered in tears
Children run from Gomorrah
Or be turned to salt
Pictures of justice
Hung in empty halls
And you know you got to go
When duty calls
And our children will read their names
In a cold marble wall
In American homes
And people are running
From clouds of stone
And houses are churning
With people on the phone
Oh no!
These days to live
These days to love
Many, many people are going to learn
That war is promising
But it leaves before we can learn
There are no days to burn
Oh oh snapper I got the gun clapper
Trying to call my papa cause times are getting fatter
Flying bombs. I pour my heart out to the people
What's one? But nine-one-one, nine-eleven
What's the shock, war crafts crash blew up the whole block
Breaking news, this shit gotta stop
And these times people dying in flocks
Oh my god! The life we live, broken-hearted and shattered in tears
Children run from Gomorrah
Or be turned to salt
Pictures of justice
Hung in empty halls
And you know you got to go
When duty calls
And our children will read their names
In a cold marble wall
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