《100 Cups， Pt. 2》歌词

[00:00:01] In city shoes

[00:00:17] Of clueless blues

[00:00:23] Pays the views

[00:00:27] And no mans news

[00:00:29] Blades will fade from blood to sport

[00:00:36] The h****n's cut these fuses short

[00:00:41] Drink and frame this pain I think

[00:00:44] I'm melting silver poles my dear

[00:00:54] You bleed your wings and then disappear

[00:01:01] Smithereens have got 'em scaling heights

[00:01:07] Modern times come talk me down

[00:01:11] And battle lines are drawn across this town

[00:01:19] Ghetto stones instead of chains

[00:01:29] And nothing's changed

[00:01:31] Riot like 1968 again

[00:01:41] The days of rage yeah nothing's changed

[00:01:48] Well pretty flames

[00:01:54] In school I would just bite my tongue

[00:02:00] The flags are false and they contradict

[00:02:12] They point and click which wounds to lick

[00:02:19] On avenues this christian breeze

[00:02:26] Turns it's heart to more needles please

[00:02:31] Our eyes roll back and we beg for more

[00:02:40] It frays this skin and then underscore

[00:02:53] The case for war you spin and bleed

[00:03:10] The sales you feel screensavers feed

[00:03:18] The girls you breed the soaps that you write

[00:03:22] The graceless charm of your gutter snipes

[00:03:27] The moving scenes and suburbanites

[00:03:31] And smithereens got 'em scaling heights

[00:03:36] Modern times come talk me down

[00:03:40] The battle lines are drawn across this town

[00:03:51] Ghetto stones instead of chains

[00:03:59] Hearts and minds and US Planes

[00:04:10] Nothing's changed

[00:04:13] Riot like the 1980's again

[00:04:23] The days of rage yeah nothing's changed

[00:04:42] More pretty flames