UNNAMED
see the birds flying high
feeding
on the bones
of the corporate winds
winter is closing in
politicians only tell you lies
some times you need a place to hide
no wars in my name
reads the placard
of the man
who the police
batter down
welcome to the home of the free
but no longer the brave
the persons who wins
today
is the one who can scream
the loudest
WORDS BY PETER STOCK HAMMERSMITH78MUSICPROMOTIONS COPY RIGHT 2019
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