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Cobra Skulls
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Cobra Skulls At the Top of Your Lungs
It suddenly occurred to me At a rally back at home People were aimless and wandering So I picked up a guitar to change the tone
I know the reasons why we gather cannot be the same But I had one in particular and I sang his ugly name If you don't get good and angry no one will pay attention Screaming every reason is a chaos to unite us Someone shouted
There was an energy in the crowd Instead of disconnected it felt like we were proud to come together That's the reason I pick up my guitar
We gathered at the courthouse Across from city hall Because Bush's state of the union addresses Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Don't represent the state of things at all
I was disgusted by a stifled yearning to object With a fist in the air and a yell if heard that just might take effect The organizers stumble in nostalgic reproduction Unaware the crowd was losing interest so I picked a guitar
My voice was resolute and stood as an example Oh how it cracked, oh how I could have laughed Oh how I filled the air with what I know it lacked
It confuses people when you say you're fighting for a cause And carry the demeanor you've already fought and lost If you don't get good and angry you're a reason to support the opposition So I picked up a guitar
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