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Album Name : Confederates in the Attic: Dispatches from the Unfinished Civil War
Release Date : 1999-04-08
Song Duration : 00:

Dispatch War

Until the philosophy that holds one race
Superior and another inferior
Is finally and permanently
Discredited and abandoned
Everywhere is where

Rumors of a war
Rumors of a war
Rumors of a war

Until there will no longer
First class and second class citizens of any nation
And until the color of a mans skin
Is of no more significance than the color of his eyes
There’s a war

And until the basic human rights
Guaranteed to all without regard to race
There’s a war
Everywhere is war

War in the east
War in the west
War up north
War down south

Rumors of war
Rumors of a war
Rumors of a war
Rumors of a war

Until that day
The dream of lasting peace
World citizenship
And the rule of international morality
Will remain but a fleeting illusion
To be pursued, and never attained
Everywhere is war

Rumors of a war
Rumors of a war
Rumors of a war
Rumors of a war
Rumors of a war

Down here at the pawn shop
Down here at the pawn shop
Down here at the pawn shop
Down here at the pawn shop

The microphone explode, shattering the molds
Ya eighter drop the hits like de la o or get the
Fuck off the commode
With the sure shot, sure to make the bodies drop
Drop an don’t copy yo, don’t call this a co-opt
Terror rains drenchin’, quenchin’ the thirst of the power downs
The fire sided fist-a-gon
The rotten sore on the face of mother earth gets bigger
The triggers cold empty your purse

They rally round the family
With a pocket full of shells
Rally round the family
With a pocket full of shells
Rally round the family
With a pocket full of shells
Rally round the family
With a pocket full of shells

Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes
Not need, just feed the war cannibal animal
I, walk the corner to the rubble that used to be a library
Line up to the mind cemetery now

What we don’t know keep the contracts alive and moving
They don’t gotta burn the books they just remove them
While arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells
Rally round the family pockets full of shells

Rally round the family
Pocket full of shells
Rally round the family
With a pocket full of shells
Rally round the family
With a pocket full of shells
Rally round the family
With a pocket full of shells


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