your arm Sons and daughters We will arise from the bunkers By land, by sea, by dirrigible We'll leave our tracks untraceable now When arrive Sons and daughters
Oh, look up and see the eagles fly And fill the sky beneath the sun Mothers and daughters, Fathers and sons You hold the light Yes you do And you've
to rape And bought into Hollywood and Hefner's sly hate Millions of Marilyns who died for their lovers Seducing a culture of good sons and daughters Reading
- Mothers and Daughters, Fathers and Sons And so they came with perfect schemes And precious dreams that made them one One by one Oh, and there
sons and daughters Sons and daughters And underneath a clouded sky We found a home The mountains rising from the sea And the falling rain washed us clean And
were done and so we sat and prayed for Just another try Throw your babies in the water Let your hair down like you used to And tell all your sons and daughters
We When we arrive, sons and daughters We We We We When we arrive, sons and daughters We We We We When we arrive, sons and daughters We We We We When
workers, nomads and searchers, sweat to shackles and leads to lies. Still we're all under lock and key, who are we but savages hooked on accessories, numb and
way And you know It's the easiest way So I go Lalalalalala I got water and I got holes, so Lalalalalala Sons and daughters of hungry ghosts I got water and I got holes, so Lalalalalala Sons and daughters
arm Sons and daughters We will arise from the bunkers By land, by sea, by dirrigible We'll leave our tracks untraceable now When arrive Sons and daughters
, look up and see the eagles fly And fill the sky beneath the sun Mothers and daughters, Fathers and sons You hold the light Yes you do And you've got
We're the sons and daughters of the poor man, the middle class man, forced down to serve by the rich man's hand. This is the perspective of a poor dead
Dance me in Show me the first part I?ll pay close detail To every note in every chart An escaped voice speaks from the corner of the room It?s avoiding
as a tightrope Clothes piled high in a suitcase Better get moving fast for it?s too late And you dear friends gathered in darkness Formed a search and
a guilty smile Hands to pull you forward faster You and your game is not the answer Not on your own Had to fool you?re forward faster You?re smashing heads and
good man in his day All I can say All I concede The smile disappeared into his straight face You made the first move When I was near you we turned wrong to right And
burying my good name Keep burying my name Tight lips have cracked Mouthing behind their backs The forks down the throat of them all til we choked And
