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Bastards
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Traditional Folk
Bastards was released on August 24, 2004 by Hablador as a part of the album Luminaria
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Release DateAugust 24, 2004
LabelHablador
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM122

Credits

Lyrics

Without a thought their lungs pulled deep
A bitter breath, your heresy
And a thousand voices carelessly cut your skin
They cut you right into your veins
Your blood was spilled and the justice paid
Were they blinded by their fearful rage
The things the couldn't carry
And when you stopped your body started to shake
And then you found it hard to concentrate
And the irony was blinding
As you turned to face the crowd
And don't you let the bastards get you down
Your faith was questioned by so many men
Who condemn the things that they don't understand
Waiting for the day when they can shed their skin
From their solitary crimes
And from their body a burden lifted there
With a small communion and a quiet prayer
Put a dollar in the coffer if your flesh is weak
Oh, to be the meek!
And you will pay for all the things they can't afford
The fragile faithful in the service of their lord
And the irony was blinding
As you turned to face the crowd
And don't you let the bastards get you down
With your cammo boots and your short cropped hair
Like Joan of Arc with a Dublin stare
Singing a cappella versions of a song of war
For the people that are ready for the real hard core
Hypocrisy was louder than the hate they spit
When you crossed the line when you flipped the switch
Lobotomized solidarity, you were bared like a martyr for the world to see
By the people that appear to be without a spine
That switch allegiance like the switching tide
Live their whole life just like a tv show
With their serial relations and their safety jokes
The epithets are flying like a hornets swarm
Because you got too close, might have done them harm
They live in fear for the day when the poison comes
And they are still asleep
And when you stopped your body started to shake
And then you found it hard to concentrate
And the irony was blinding
As you turned to face the crowd
And don't you let the bastards get you down
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