Rage Against The Machine - Bulls on Parade (Live)

Bulls on Parade
Rage Against The Machine
03:49
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This microphone explodes, shattering the molds
Ya 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-opt

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

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
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
Bulls on parade