Lyrics Hunters & Collectors

Hunters & Collectors

We The People

Sitting in the shelter

Head between your knees

Cant afford the struggle

Can't afford to sleep

Got my gas mask on

Hey I'm laughing like there's no tomorrow

All care no responsibility is take for the

Heap of garbage on the side of the road

Got my back door covered but the beast is on the loose again.

We the people who live next door

We are the ones you can feel through the floor

Back in the good old days

You paid a penny to the preacher

A pound of flesh to keep the planet alive

Pass around the pie

We're going to suck on this supper together

We got religion

We got the guns

We got the power to put out the sun

Come on everybody

Don't you know that you can dream forever

We the people who live next door

We are the ones you can feel through the floor

We got the power

But oh we are weak

We are brave in our silence

But we are to scared to seek

We will carry the impossible load

While our leaders weap by the side of the road

We've been dreaming so long

We've been taken so far from where we belong

We the people

We the people who live next door

We are the ones you can feel thought the floor

We are powerful

But oh we are weak

We are brave in our silence

But we are to scared to seek

We will carry the impossible load

While our leaders weap like children on the side of the road