Lyrics

I ... in a blue collar town, so I haven't paid my rent When the music is on, I put my best... But I haven't made a dollar yet Haven't I paid my dues? Haven't I paid my dues? Haven't I paid my dues? yeah I'm calling on my generals, my daughters My revolutionaires We got strength in numbers, And they're going to pay for it We ... money in our homes, are books and bones are breaking down so fast And we keep putting all our cash into the next blood bath And I tell you I am sick of it Haven't we paid our dues? Haven't we paid our dues? Haven't we paid our dues? Yeah And all my sisters, what you want? And all my brothers, what you got? You wanna fix it? Or fuck it up? We're gonna fix it, cause it's been fucked Calling on my generals, my daughters My revolutionaires We got strength in numbers, And they're going to pay for it Get your black boots on, get your black boots on, Get your black, black, black, boots on Get you marching drums, get your marching drums Get your marching, marching, marching drums Gonna make them run, gonna make them run, gonna make them run We gonna get them on, get them on, get them on run So get your war paint on, get your war paint on, get your war paint on...
Writer(s): Laura A. Burhenn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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