Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
grandson
grandson
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexander Chavez
Alexander Chavez
Songwriter
Chester Krupa Carbone
Chester Krupa Carbone
Songwriter
Jordan Benjamin
Jordan Benjamin
Songwriter
Kevin Hissink
Kevin Hissink
Songwriter
Michael Abundes
Michael Abundes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chester Krupa Carbone
Chester Krupa Carbone
Producer
Boonn
Boonn
Producer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Jeff Ellis
Jeff Ellis
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Now, Tommy's a good father Of two sons and a daughter But he wakes up and he asks himself Why even bother? If he cannot feed his family The wage he's paid's insanity Every day he's dealing with a new calamity Lost his old occupation But it wasn't immigration It was a machine, automation that replaced him Politicians left him, corruption since the recession So he grabs his Smith and Wesson And says he'll teach 'em all a lesson, like Get down on the ground It's a stick up Nobody make a sound Don't even hiccup or I'm emptying the round I'm done playing games So I'm going down in flames Let it rain over Washington It's a stick up Nobody make a sound Don't even hiccup or I'm emptying the round I'm done playing games So I'm going down in flames Let it rain over Washington Now first he'd lost his pension Sunk into depression Congress is defecting It's been adding to the tension Came back from war, and he's been post-traumatic stressing Can't afford his medicine he took for his aggression He needs help Relying on this system that rejects him Took away his benefits, but left him with his weapon Bought a one way ticket He's entering the thicket To do the only thing That he's thinking will make a difference, like Get down on the ground It's a stick up Nobody make a sound Don't even hiccup or I'm emptying the round I'm done playing games So I'm going down in flames Let it rain over Washington It's a stick up Nobody make a sound Don't even hiccup or I'm emptying the round I'm done playing games So I'm going down in flames Let it rain over Washington There's a cold wind blowing I'm just warning and preparing ya There's a cold wind blowing And it's coming for America And it's coming for America And it's coming for America Get down on the ground It's a stick up Nobody make a sound Don't even hiccup or I'm emptying the round I'm done playing games So I'm going down in flames Let it rain over Washington It's a stick up Nobody make a sound Don't even hiccup or I'm emptying the round I'm done playing games So I'm going down in flames Let it rain over Washington
Writer(s): Kevin Hissink, Jordan Benjamin, Michael Abundes, Chester John Krupa Carbone, Alex Chavez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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