Tom Macdonald How The West Was Won
I woke up last night
In the living room
Left the tv on
Fell asleep to the news
I've become numb to the violence
I cannot hear no more cryin' or sirens
Or stories bout Paris or terrorist threats to the country where I live
Buncha politicians steady lying on the tv still
Bunch young mothafuckers fighting with the police
And the police kill
Buncha students getting killed in an air strike
And no one even care, like
I wonder if they taught 'em that they'd never win a fair fight
Huh, how the west was won
How the west was won
How the west was won
How the west was won
How the west was won
Oh, when the lights go out
Maybe then we'll see
When the lights go out
Maybe that's what we need
When the lights go out and the job gets done
Maybe that will be be be be how the west was won
Had a drink last night
While the city burned
That I been to twice
But it didn't hurt
The images didn't seem real
I'm too far to feel
The fear and the anger and hatred
And no one that I know got killed, I sat there and chilled
Too many pictures of people who died way too young
Too many bombings for me to keep up with, remember when there was none
Too many dead for my tears
Too many lost for my love
Too many cry for my ears
How the west was won
How the west was won
How the west was won
How the west was won
I woke up last night
In the living room
Left the tv on
Fell asleep to the new new news
I've become numb to the violence
I cannot hear no more cryin' or sirens
Or stories bout Paris or terrorist threats to the country where I live
When the lights go out
Maybe then we'll see
When the lights go out
Maybe that's what we need
When the lights go out and the job gets done
Maybe that will be be be be how the west was won
