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Land Of The Blind letra


President Mean, well he once had a dream
Bout the world in his hand
Then sold them a scheme, life support the machine
Off the fat of the land
Taught them a prayer, shackled them to the law

Gave them words to believe
Life was so cheap
Soon became a disease
So close your eyes and count to ten
Breath it in and out again

I hope you understand
In the land of the blind
The one eyed man is king
Logic was burnt, so nobody could learn
'Cause their minds were too green
He shadowed the past, rewrote history
Fast To enhance the new themes
Point at the weak, blame the vulnerable meek

For the failure of state
Make fools of the poor
As the profits were raped
So close your eyes and count to ten

Breath it in and out again
I hope you understand
In the land of the blind
The one eyed man is king
So close your eyes and count to ten

Breath it in and out again
I hope you understand
In the land of the blind
The one eyed man is king
Down on the streets

Where they can't feel their feet
'Cause they've no shoes to wear
And the starving are mocked
'Cause the people don't stop
For a minute to care

We celebrate fools, 'cause we've nothing to lose
Except all that we've gained
When sympathy seems like a yesterday's dream
We'll all shoulder the blame
Like salt in the cut, or a fist to the gut

Better suffer the sting
Keep your mouth shut, better hold your end up
Or your down fall we'll bring
Who care if it's right, it's a question of might

Despite how wrong it feels
If ya keep your nose clean
Turn away from the scene
It's all part of the deal
Fake don't relate, the position you take

Means perspectives are skewed
Black can be white
If the conditions are right
And the violence crude

The piper will pipe till you dance with delight
If the mob gets their fun
Trample the truth till it's not worth its use
Unless forced by the gun

Wayward Sons - Letras

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