Karl Blau
Karl Blau - Poor The War Away songtekst
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Let me lessen all the guessin’ Let me know the score Let me settle in the nettle Let me hope for more Make me holler Make me call her Make me feel my way Make me tend her on a bender Lady Liberty At the roots we shared our boots Now we choose our shoes Now we make the bed we lie in Now we lie in our sleep Wake me brother, from my senses Help me come to terms Across the desert in our dreams We count our chickens and burns Why is there this war to stay If we keep it fed it may Why is there this war today Poor the war away Why is there this war to stay If we keep it fed it may Meddling with the children's play They're the first to say Poor the war away Unconscious since 1996 Just trippin’ on this room and the baby's in the crib What kind of world do I want my girls in Not by the hair of this ginny chin chin We got the ego to wanna get by Make our differences Pieces of the pie I say it as I saw it Just one more piece will make anyone cry People walking in fear and shadow People walk holes do you know People need hayt in their sole Like they need a hole People walking in fear and shadow People walk holes do you know People need hay in their sole Like they need a hole Like a brand new hole Get ready Get ready Get ready with confetti Pick your Ro Sham Bo Get your honey while its sunny Golden rivers flow Lose your crown and pass it down And down some truth As your drinking from the fountain do you need more proof What is fed will grow up healthy and strong What is sheltered May not now right from wrong Cause I ate my surroundings I slipped into a dream Milkey way here to stay Mirror of stars Contemplating our stay Hear the hungry howl of the beast With the sunshine plate You wanna be food You wanna be rude Walking into it's lair Why is war? Why is poor? Why is there this war to stay If we keep it fed it may Why is there this war today Poor the war away Why is there this war to stay If we keep it fed it may Meddling with the children's play They're the first to say Poor the war away