rage_against_the_machine bulls_on_parade-EPK Lyrics

Come with it now, come with it now

The microphone explodes, shattering the mold
Either drop the hits like de-la-mode, or get the f___ off the commode
With that sure shot, sure to make the bodies drop
Drop and don't copy, yo, don't call it on a co-op
Terror rains, drenching, quenching the thirst of the power dons
That five-sided fist-a-gon
The rotten sore on the face of Mother Earth gets bigger
The trigger's cold, empty your purse

Rally round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family with a pocket full of shells

Weapons, not food, not hopes, not shoes, not need
Just feed the war, cannibal animal
I walk the corner to the rubble that used to be a library
Line up to the mind's cemetery now
What we don't know keeps the contracts alive and moving
They don't got to burn the books, they just remove them
While arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells
Rally round the family, pockets full of shells

Rally round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family with a pocket full of shells

Bulls on parade
Come with it now, come with it now
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade

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