letra de control - jordan miché
who’s got the right
who’s got the power to fight
if we ain’t got your back
who’s in control?
who’s got the right
who’s got the power to fight
if we ain’t got your back
who’s in control?
welcome to hollywood
where religion is a tool
they burnt books in school
now they make the rules
we got people in the streets
smoking dust on foils
while we arm our children to the t–th
to battle for oil
overseas
mr. president
please
we’re sick and tired of politicians
wasting tax money g’s
instead of funding nasa
let’s cure disease
instead of sealing them in jars
in order to leak
to other countries
biological warfare is psycho
instead of skipping in the streets
children cough up their t–th
with pot bellies
fighting with machetes
over a factory job
owned at wal-mart
for three pennies an hour
godd-mn
sweat shop labor was condoned by uncle sam
oh
i’d like to thank you
for nothing at all
i can’t wait
for the system to fall
its only a matter of time
before they synchronize the keys
1-2-3
arms get chopped
as the bombs get dropped
the men in power love gunpowder
and cocaine
politicians
they’re worse than deacons
parading little girls and boys
around on leashes
pray to god
they don’t get diseases
turn the other cheek
or spend eternity burning
or even worse
spend a lifetime in a cell
and to the republic
burn in h-ll
who’s got the right
who’s got the power to fight
if we ain’t got your back
who’s in control?
who’s got the right
who’s got the power to fight
if we ain’t got your back
who’s in control?
welcome to hollywood
where religion is a tool
they burnt books in school
now they make the rules
we got people in the streets
smoking dust on foils
while we arm our children to the t–th
to battle for oil
overseas
mr. president
please
we’re sick and tired of politicians
wasting tax money g’s
instead of funding nasa
let’s cure disease
instead of sealing them in jars
in order to leak
to other countries
biological warfare is psycho
instead of skipping in the streets
children cough up their t–th
with pot bellies
fighting with machetes
over a factory job
owned at wal-mart
for three pennies an hour
godd-mn
sweat shop labor was condoned by uncle sam
a man of god
ate a dog of ‘nam
in ‘67
there’s a church of satan
says there is no heaven
nowadays
we’re just children in factories sweating
all so americans can keep on driving chevy’s
9 to 5
white slave ‘til i die
eye to eye
with the eye
in the sky
in a suit and tie
same flies
different cow pie
insanity dangles
dragging this clock
from the ball and chain
around my ankles
while the rich and famous stare
drunk in lawn chairs
while i’m pulling out my hair
my boss got a promotion
i got laid off
because of pay cuts
who’s got the right
who’s got the power to fight
if we ain’t got your back
who’s in control?
who’s got the right
who’s got the power to fight
if we ain’t got your back
who’s in control?
welcome to hollywood
where religion is a tool
they burnt books in school
now they make the rules
we got people in the streets
smoking dust on foils
while we arm our children to the t–th
to battle for oil
overseas
mr. president
please
we’re sick and tired of politicians
wasting tax money g’s
instead of funding nasa
let’s cure disease
instead of sealing them in jars
in order to leak
to other countries
biological warfare is psycho
instead of skipping in the streets
children cough up their t–th
with pot bellies
fighting with machetes
over a factory job
owned at wal-mart
for three pennies an hour
godd-mn
sweat shop labor was condoned by uncle sam
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