Song Description
We are wise to the manipulations of oligarchs! You better wake up. The Pitchforks (with corks) could be coming for you.
| Song Length |
3:38 |
Genre |
Jazz - Lounge |
Lyrics
For Us
(Verse)
Listen to us, we deplorable masses. We buy all your things; we're your cooks and your cleaners.
But we've come to a point where our tables are barren of food.
You have taxed us with war and have sickened our souls, but no more (no more)...of you.
(Chorus)
No more, No more, No more
We won't watch as you steal then you offer a hand
We won't pay for a system that surveils and oppresses as you cut off our tongues.
(Verse)
You! Listen to us.
Your chances are fleeting
To right your wrongs
it's Best to fear us; we're coming.
It's our time and our life and our money that we gave you in trust.
But what is it you do, making promises with such disgust, for us.
(Chorus)
No more, No more, No more.
We won't watch as you rob from us then make us to beg
We won't pay for a system, that surveils and oppresses as you cut off our tongues.
No more, No more, No more
We can see that you take and you kill for control
As you subjugate nations at gunpoint, with our money, from our children you stole.
(Verse)
Your tanks and your guns.
We're aware of your plunder.
Injustice is done, and the tears have dried over.
You have played us the fool for too long and we're coming for you
You've forgotten the rulers are we (are we) and you've have broken the rules.
(Chorus)
No more, No more, No more
Here we are, in the streets, in our vests, with our voice
As you hide behind guards with their helmets and shields, yet you're still so afraid.
We're here, together, now, all the love and the passion that cannot be stopped.
Unified for a freedom for us, yes for us,
yes for all!
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