We, The Pros Of Con

let me count the ways

decades of excuses. I don’t want to know

my t.v. died today. that was my excuse

because I don’t want to know

I caught that girl justice cutting holes in her blindfold

I’ll take my brother’s hands, from the mother land to father’s grave

and I’ll break those other hands, from other lands, for father’s sake

Full paid justice, holiday truths, it's all for you

You will pay for what they do, it's all for who? It's all for you

I was blind the day they broadcasted revolution

I ain't gotta know

so let me die today by work of evolution

I ain't gotta know

buy me a new car and shiny diamonds

let’s start living in a way old money can’t be bored

buy my foreign cars and bloody diamonds

that’s not given away