Bulls On Parade

Letra / Lyrics

Bulls On Parade — Rage Against The Machine

Come with it now! Come with it now! The microphone explodes, shattering the molds Either drop the hits like de la O, or get the fuck off the commode With the sure shot, sure to make the bodies drop Drop and don't copy yo, don't call this a co-op Terror rains drenchin', quenchin' the thirst Of the power dons, that five sided Fist-a-gon The rotten sore on the face of Mother Earth gets bigger The trigger's cold, empty your purse Rally 'round the family With a pocket full of shells They rally 'round the family With a pocket full of shells They rally 'round the family With a pocket full of shells They rally 'round the family With a pocket full of shells Weapons, not food, not homes, not shoes Not need, just feed the war cannibal animal I walk the corner to the rubble that used to be a library Line up to the mind cemetery now What we don't know keeps the contracts alive and movin' They don't gotta burn the books, they just remove 'em While arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells Rally 'round the family, pocket full of shells Rally 'round the family With a pocket full of shells They 'rally round the family With a pocket full of shells They rally 'round the family With a pocket full of shells They rally 'round the family With a pocket full of shells Bulls on parade Uh Come with it now! Come with it now! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade!