• 标题:The Ink And The Quill (Be Afraid)
  • 歌手:Anti-Flag
  • 专辑:The Bright Lights Of America
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    Anti-Flag-The Ink And The Quill (Be Afraid) Lyrics
    the water turned black
    and it's just getting darker.
    so be afraid, be afraid,
    be very afraid of the coming nightmare.
    the neo-christian theocrats pray
    on a Sunday afternoon
    then welcome in Pinochet's men
    to intimidate and kill.
    all that we know, all that we know is
    be afraid, be afraid...
    be afraid, be afraid...
    be afraid, be afraid...
    be very afraid of the coming nightmare.
    be afraid, be afraid...
    be afraid, be afraid...
    be afraid, be afraid...
    be afraid, be afraid...
    be very afraid of the coming nightmare.

    so filled with exhilaration
    and feels like intoxication.
    there's nothing like a firefight to get your blood pumping.
    we get off to the rhythm of the trigger and destruction.
    fallujah to New Orleans with impunity to kill.
    we are the hidden fist of the free market.
    we are the ink, we are the quill.
    what have you learned... through the years?
    what have you learned... from your fears?
    be afraid, be afraid...
    be afraid, be afraid...
    be afraid, be afraid...
    be very afraid of the coming nightmare.
    be afraid, be afraid...
    be afraid, be afraid...
    be afraid, be afraid...
    be very afraid of the coming nightmare.
    water tastes like arsenic -
    feel it pumpking coursing in your blood.

    your throat gets tight, you can't quite breathe.
    room spinning - kiss your ass goodbye.
    now you're off, you've been taken on a ride.

    we've been sold, been sold a bill of lies.
    been sold a bill of lies
    be afraid, be afraid...
    be afraid, be afraid...
    be afraid, be afraid...
    be very afraid of the coming nightmare.
    be afraid, be afraid...
    be afraid, be afraid...
    be afraid, be afraid...
    be very afraid of the coming nightmare.
    be afraid, be afraid...
    be afraid, be afraid...
    be afraid, be afraid...
    be very afraid of the coming nightmare.

    there's a storm cloud gathering overhead.
    ominous, black, reigning hell.
    when it drops jackboot down on your streets.
    you're gonna pray like hell
    that you're armed to the teeth.
    built on a corporate welfare scam.
    Rumsfield doctrine stealing wealth.
    the wall street bankers weep.
    profits to saccharine sweet,
    as the storm gains strength the aging levees break.
    the ancient ground does quake.
    and your lungs will fill your spineless apathy.