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A Plateful of Our Dead Protest The Hero Don\'t ever ask us to define our morals Sometimes when fundamentals meet teenage heartbreak Some of us are all of us; half-selves that love whole hopes And hara-kiri heartbreak There\'s almost nothing Underbite Protest The Hero So how you fuckin’ feeling tonight We’re insert name here from unimportant and I’m about to mimic some image of a rock and roll singer I have under lock and key Without the faintest hint of irony that Skies Protest The Hero in our own crypt and we mobilize waking up to blazing heat and the stench of rancid meat Don’t have the patience or the time to repeat mistakes Like high hot hauls through highway tolls with bigger brothers Moonlight Protest The Hero Yawn awake in familiar surroundings All hotel rooms are pretty much the same Though the room number might change Catch a glimpse of everything within the lighter's flame There's always a window but so A Life Embossed Protest The Hero A breed No a series of breeds It’s not a single type or a single gloss but they’re singled out at half the cost Cast off and cast out and almost lost is the innocent cry of a life embossed The innocent Red Stars Over the Battle of Cowshed Protest The Hero Senators and representatives I have the distinguished honor Of presenting The president of the United States I Declare a War, A fight for freedom against any system that\'s built to consume our Tapestry Protest The Hero And what a fucking waste of a day We just lay around and waste away Because when that sun goes down it's bottoms up We try to reach the bottom of the endless cup Everybody's getting older, but no one's Tilting Against Windmills Protest The Hero of unwavering pride walks hand in hand with Jesus matching every stride Pew by pew and row on row they’re taught to revere him But when they’re taught the wrath of God they only learn to fear him And Mist Protest The Hero and something inside me triggered It’s a long ride home but it’s always my destination It’s a long ride home If the sun bursts apart at the end of the world I don’t think I will give a damn as long as Without Prejudice Protest The Hero Wealth is a sick man’s game Those who have it and those who hunger for it To the victor go the spoils of fame those who seek it and those who abhor it Evil is a very real concept boiling in the bellies Tongue-Splitter Protest The Hero at him and i blew him a glasgow kiss, look out now I close just one eye, and let a part of me die Never too sure if it's the truth or a lie I'm not asking for your pity, woe is me sarcastically I'm Termites Protest The Hero Gin always the gin I always take one on the chin the devil dogs and scorpions peel away and wear my skin the smokeless flame the common name less than the angels but more of the same no paradise, Termites (Album Version) Protest The Hero always the gin, always take one on the chin The devil dogs and scorpions peel away and wear my skin Smokeless flame, the common name Less than the angels but more of the same No paradise, the grateful The Reign Of Unending Terror Protest The Hero injustice announced and every hand that feeds is bitten if it steals from hungry mouths convention be damned, I know who I am, and some words are just too fucking loud they can't be ignored twice our Plato's Tripartite Protest The Hero I forgot to thank you for the blood you shed and your obligatory contribution to the community Are you just dense or so fuckin’ inbred you think that all is forgiven and all is forgotten But forgive them Blindfolds Aside Protest The Hero We woke up as men but tonight we\'ll sleep as killers As we break the cryptic morning with a bullet and a prayer The steel never seemed more cold and agile than now And life never seems less vital and Clarity Protest The Hero Without a word uttered A comparison is drawn A distant future a cluttered past Amid the stars Vague and persistent Thought lacking consistency Unwilling victim of farce The loudest voices scream uninspired Drumhead Trial Protest The Hero From the unrelenting beat of a pounding drum come alive From the ceasing breast of a wicked beast we survive In the hallowed marriage of sound and revolt come anew To the hollowed disparaged shed and molt Divinity Within Protest The Hero This morning there are no rods or staffs To comfort you dressed as a target As you amble in your chains and stumble through The corridors that lead to our makeshift valley of death In the prison\ C'est la Vie Protest The Hero Stepped off a chair so he could learn to let loose Learn to let loose before the pendulum wore off In his final sound a gurgle and a cough In his final words the pendulum wore off Stepped off a building C'est la Vie (Album Version) Protest The Hero Stepped off a chair so he could learn to let loose Learn to let loose before the pendulum wore off In his final sound a gurgle and a cough In his final words the pendulum wore off Stepped off a building Tandem Protest The Hero pain And keeps the details blurry My intentions are not to expose The depths of her trouble aren't mine to disclose But like evening rain on the petal of a rose It drips down to the earth and begins to Dunsel Protest The Hero And when the underworld's best kept secret saw it's own reflection I knew things had finally changed (for better or worse, whatever as always) when the mid-life fires start to burn and burn down our one Yellow Teeth Protest The Hero Passing judgment with haste and laying to waste those who stand before us and dishonour the faith A dramatic opinion but an opinion the same An attempt now to make right not to enthrall or defame An opinion Animal Bones Protest The Hero light The ancient spears rise from her shoulders and riddle your frame marking the first time it was done right And that’s not all that haunts me the death by fire of a child who waits so patiently And Hero Willie Nelson 외 2명 Where is our hero tonight The bars are all booming And he's nowhere in sight Wherever he is Lord we hope he's alright Where is our hero tonight He used to be king of the bars He's opened and closed them Hero Willie Nelson, Jamey Johnson, Billy Joe Shaver Where is our hero tonight The bars are all booming And he's nowhere in sight Wherever he is Lord we hope he's alright Where is our hero tonight He used to be king of the bars He's opened and closed Hair-Trigger Protest The Hero That sweet little red-head's got her hooks in my back She points her finger and she shows me what I lack Her pale skin, it burns so hot in the midnight air She paints the streets a shade of grey around Barroom Hero Dropkick Murphys Could he listen no he won't that's all she wrote he'll be dead before the daylight shines, But the thoughts and prayers of a million strong might keep this fool from dying. Protest Song '68 Refused To sing you must first open your mouth You must have a pair of lungs And a little knowledge of music It is not necessary to have an accordion, or a guitar The essential thing is that I want to sing Then