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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Rage Against the Machine
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Zack de la Rocha
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
His spit is worth more than her work
Pass the purse to the pugilists
He's a prize-fighter
And he bought rings and he owns kin
And now he's swinging
And now he's the champion
Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver
Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver
A spotless domain
Hides festering hopes, she's certain there's more
Pictures of fields without fences
A spotless domain
Hides festering hopes, she's certain there's more
Pictures of fields without fences
Her body numbs as he approaches the door
As he approaches the door
As he approaches the door
As he approaches the door
As he approaches
Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver
Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver
Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver
Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver
Yeah
Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver
Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver
Revolver
Revolver
Revolver
Revolver
Written by: Zack de la Rocha