Lyrics

I think it's time for a change To rethink things our own way Gotta know by now that this ain't working Gotta rip it on down and start again You know it doesn't make sense You know I blame it on industry I blame it on my own hypocrisy Miseducation and politicians No ones willing to step up and speak I see my friends everyday Trying to live their lives their own way Why are you worried about the rent while they are living in pain But you won't grant them the right to take it away You know it doesn't make sense You cut down an old wise tree Instead of planting one that grows annually You put us on your drugs, you know whats better for us You chose profit over humanity I see my friends everyday Trying to live their lives their own way Why are you worried about the rent while they are living in pain But you won't grant them the right to take it away
Writer(s): Bauld, Dickinson, Hails, Koop Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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