Rage Against the Machine
Bulls on Parade

Come wit it now!
Come wit it now!
The microphone explodes,
Shattering the molds
Either drop tha hits like de la O
Or get tha fuck off tha commode
Wit tha sure shot,
Sure ta make tha bodies drop
Drop an don't copy yo,
Don't call this a co-op
Terror rains drenchin', quenchin' tha thirst
Of tha power dons
That five sided fist-a-gon
Tha rotten sore on tha face
Of mother earth gets bigger
Tha triggers cold empty ya purse

Rally round tha family!
With a pocket full of shells
They rally round tha family!
With a pocket full of shells
They rally round tha family!
With a pocket full of shells
They rally round tha family!
With a pocket full of shells

Weapons not food,
Not homes, not shoes
Not need, just feed
The war cannibal animal
I walk tha corner to tha rubble
That used to be a library
Line up to tha mind cemetary now

What we don't know
Keeps tha contracts alive an movin'
They don't gotta burn tha books
They just remove 'em
While arms warehouses fill
As quick as tha cells
Rally round tha family,
Pockets full of shells

Rally round tha family!
With a pocket full of shells
They rally round tha family!
With a pocket full of shells
They rally round tha family!
With a pocket full of shells
They rally round tha family!
With a pocket full of shells

Bulls on parade

Come wit it now!
Come wit it now!
Bulls on parade!
Bulls on parade!
Bulls on parade!
Bulls on parade!
Bulls on parade!

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