Testo Enemies/friends The Lost Riots
Lately in the hospitals,
The halfway homes and choking jails.
There's people on the mend again
With hope to carry on again.
It makes me feel that something's right
For everyone who tries to fight.
No politics or dirty tricks,
More standing up and shouting out.
All the money in the world
Won't save you.
We're coming home.
All the prisons that you build
Won't hold us.
Just let us go.
Then I found a broken heart,
The dusty wheezing thing won't start.
I'll fix it up and watch it grow,
And send it to a happy home.
It don't take much to raise a smile,
To push yourself the extra mile.
I'll stand with you when things go wrong
And lie and say it's not too long.
All the money in the world
Won't save you.
We're coming home.
All the prisons that you build
Won't hold us.
Just let us go.
Come on people,
Keep your friends close,
Your enemies wont matter in the end.
Come on people,
Keep your friends close,
Your enemies wont matter in the end.
Come on people,
Keep your friends close,
Your enemies wont matter in the end.
Come on people,
Keep your friends close,
Your enemies wont matter in the end
In the end
In the end
In the end
In the end
In the end
In the end