Turn my mic up louder I got to say something Light weights step to the side when we come in Feel it in your chest the syllables get pumping
People on the street they panic and start running Words on loose leaf sheet complete coming I jump in my mind and summon the rhyme, I'm dumping
Healing the blind I promise to let the sun in Sick of the dark ways we march to the drum and Jump when they tell us that they wanna see jumping
Fuck that I wanna see some fists pumping Risk something, take back what's yours Say something that you know they might attack you for
Cause I'm sick of being treated like I have before
Like it's stupid standing for what I'm standing for
Like this war's really just a different brand of war
Like it doesn't cater the rich and abandon poor
Like they understand you in the back of the jet When you can't put gas in your tank These fuckers are laughing their way to the bank and cashing the cheque
Asking you to have compassion and have some respect
For a leader so nervous in an obvious way
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day
In their living room laughing like "what did he say?"
Amen Amen Amen
In my living room watching but I am not laughing Cause when it gets tense I know what might happen World is cold the bold men take action
Have to react or get blown into fractions Ten years old it's something to see
Another kid my age drugged under a jeep Taken and bound and found later under a tree I wonder if he had thought the next one could be me
Do you see the soldiers they're out today They brush the dust from bullet proof vests away It's ironic at times like this you pray But a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday There's bombs in the buses, bikes, roads Inside your market, your shops, your clothes My dad he's got a lot of fear I know But enough pride inside not to let that show My brother had a book he would hold with pride
A little red cover with a broken spine On the back, he hand-wrote a quote inside
When the rich wage war it's the poor who die Meanwhile, the leader just talks away Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day
both scared and angry like "what did he say?"
With hands held high into the sky so blue, As the ocean opens up to swallow you
This song speaks out against the US government under the Bush administration, and is a call for citizens to take action. Issued addressed include The Iraq war, the disparity between rich and poor, and gas prices. Linkin Park vocalist Mike Shinoda has described the song as a "big middle finger to George Bush." (songfacts)
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