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Warfare Boogaloo Explicit contentE

tomhl

· 5:20 · 16 plays · v2.2

Lyrics

Verse 1

Fed up with the bombs dropping, streets painted with lies

Money-hungry fuckers feasting while another mother cries

Try to catch a break, but buildings just burn down

People sleeping rough, freezing all across this town

Pre-Chorus

Who the fuck decided they could strip us of our pride

No justice, just excuses, let the hopeless slide

Chorus

Damn this war, it’s fucking everywhere

I see bodies on the street and nobody cares

Whole world’s burning and the rich don’t share

Bob’s in the club, spinning like he hasn’t got a care

Verse 2

Sirens screaming, man, they don’t ever stop

Kids on the corner dreaming, cleaning blood off the block

People freezing outside, shivering with no shoes

Bob’s at 54, dancing, acting a damn fool

Pre-Chorus

How the hell did we get so cold

Where’s the mercy for the weak, the love we used to hold

Chorus

Damn this war, it’s fucking everywhere

I see bodies on the street and nobody cares

Whole world’s burning and the rich don’t share

Bob’s in the club, spinning like he hasn’t got a care

Post-Chorus

Oh oh oh

Sad times roll

Oh oh oh

It’s out of control

Bridge

Streets got fucking nothing, just broken glass and hate

Dreams thrown out with the trash, guess it’s too damn late

No one gives a shit if you’re hungry or can’t stand

Bob’s got champagne, turning circles, money in his hands

Verse 3

Sick of watching families get pushed out every day

Cold as fuck winter sinks in, can’t wash pain away

Politicians fake crying, acting slick in their suits

Bob don’t notice anything, strutting in his damn boots

Chorus

Damn this war, it’s fucking everywhere

I see bodies on the street and nobody cares

Whole world’s burning and the rich don’t share

Bob’s in the club, spinning like he hasn’t got a care

Post-Chorus

Oh oh oh

Sad times roll

Oh oh oh

It’s out of control

Verse 4

Fuck these empty promises, nothing ever gets done

City’s filled with ghosts, hope’s out here on the run

Look at these assholes, feeding off our fear

Bob just laughs it off, hands slick with beer

Pre-Chorus

How many more gotta freeze outside

While the bastards upstairs just let us die

Chorus

Damn this war, it’s fucking everywhere

I see bodies on the street and nobody cares

Whole world’s burning and the rich don’t share

Bob’s in the club, spinning like he hasn’t got a care

Post-Chorus

Oh oh oh

Sad times roll

Oh oh oh

It’s out of control

Verse 5

Another fucking night, more fences to climb

Mothers hugging babies, praying for a sign

Shit ain’t getting better, just more headlines to scroll

Bob’s dancing like a clown, heart as dark as coal

Pre-Chorus

Don’t talk about hope when it’s bought and sold

All that’s left is rage, stories getting old

Chorus

Damn this war, it’s fucking everywhere

I see bodies on the street and nobody cares

Whole world’s burning and the rich don’t share

Bob’s in the club, spinning like he hasn’t got a care

Post-Chorus

Oh oh oh

Sad times roll

Oh oh oh

It’s out of control

Verse 6

Bastards light cigars while the shelters fill with screams

Windows iced over, nobody hears these fucked-up dreams

All this suffering’s ignored, days lost to the cold

Bob’s still out there, dumb grin, diamonds stacked and sold

Pre-Chorus

What’ll it take to break this goddamn chain

Tired people slipping, drowning in the rain

Chorus

Damn this war, it’s fucking everywhere

I see bodies on the street and nobody cares

Whole world’s burning and the rich don’t share

Bob’s in the club, spinning like he hasn’t got a care

Post-Chorus

Oh oh oh

Sad times roll

Oh oh oh

It’s out of control

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