Paroles Don't Tell Me You Have Nachos When You Only Got Chips de Ck

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Textes et Paroles de Don't Tell Me You Have Nachos When You Only Got Chips




set it off, get it started / take your aim, hit the target
it's a movement, revolution / let the music start your garden
start it now, hit the switch / grab on strong, clench your fists
hold on tight, it's not a ride / this is life, this is it

attention nine to fivers, family providers
daily fighters, freelance writers
poets, the homeless, indie concert goers
the ones who feel the love and those who know to show it
radio listeners, tv-watchers
partial politicians and their blind-eyed followers
independent thinkers, experiment artists
soldiers, fighters, lovers, martyrs
actors, rappers, with self-destructive patterns
the highs of the night and the lows of mornings after
mothers, fathers, brothers, daughters
sisters, sons, lawyers, doctors
corporate officers, homeless teens
those living in lies, and dying in dreams
we're writing the scene, directing the clip
for the girls, boys, parents, kids

all the freestylers and coffee shop poets
all the heroes, villains, knights, ogres
all the hospital living, bed-ridden and bad health
and everyone who ever did it themselves
celebrities, civilians, men, women, and children
the ones who thought it and the ones who helped build it
the system, the prisons, organized religion
those who know it's not true just cos it was written
every bible reader and tribal leader
all the blind believers of the liars and cheaters
the Peters, the Pauls, Jesus and the apostles
reach a new breed through scriptures and gospels
pictures of Roswell, aliens in the thirties
government cover ups, debating attorneys
paying the juries, justice misserved
every letter, number, symbol, word

Myspacers, punk rockers, beat makers, hip hoppers
teenagers, blog authors, weed lacers, shot callers
dropouts, students, kids consumed with music
downloaders with more than what they know to do with
Americans, masochists, terrorists, pacifists
Arabic establishments, embarrassing inaccurates
Middle East conferences, new peace offerings
promises, politics, bombings on the Gaza Strip
Israel, Pakistan, Iraq, Afghanistan
long beard, dark skin, must mean taliban
prejudice patriots, sexist and racist
amendments, cases, defendants, plaintiffs
public punishment, justice suffering
funding Republicans, wealth runs the government
for every Paris Hilton, there's embarassed children
digging through trash trying to find some filling
rock stars, athletes, doctors, cabbies
Lindsay, Hilary, Mary Kate, Ashley
everyone unhappy, anyone with problems
if you're on the couch or you're the psychologist
you've been through all of it, cycled through time
you can't eat, can't sleep, phobias of some kind
addictions, prescriptions, something is missing
the minutes are ticking, but no one is listening
manic depressives, panicked and restless
you watched the world now you're having some questions
the day's new to you, the land is beautiful
why wait for your funeral dazed in a cubicle?
all the insecure, the awkward and unsure
if you played with the flame but you only got burned
this one's for you, know you're not alone
this one's for you, you walk a crowded road
this one's for you, everything will be alright
you'll be just fine once your mind unwinds

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