18 April 2012
The pagans were overrun Someone traded their dreams for bullets and a gun Said they got high and killed your sun A sacrifice and the women were on top Screaming out, oh no, no oh god no, no, no, no please don't stop I like it yeah the music you call rock Singing out , oh no, no oh god no, no, no, no please don't stop I like it yeah the music you call rock
The farmers moved into the towns Where religious dreams were to be found Dead mans wife went all wild Said god was never on her side. All that the farmers could see Was the stone houses through the money trees They sold all their crops for a handful of clocks And the village green was kept pretty, nice and clean A memorial stood pround and tall Seasoned wreaths we all could see New names added for you and me Oh what a mess!! Screaming out, oh no, no oh god no, no, no, no please don't stop I like it yeah the music you call rock Singing out , oh no, no oh god no, no, no, no please don't stop I like it yeah the music you call rock
Memorial Day Rock • Opuss № I