Against Me! "Cliche Guevara" |
One, Two, Three, Four! And we'll keep ourselves in a place where it's easy to hold onto. The last threats came and went, this is the way the wars are played. Always heading for a front, heading for a front, heading we go into the obscurity of an easy to pass on feeling, objection is so clich�. A new way on (x4) So can your pop sensibilities sing me the end of the world? Turn gunshots and mortar blasts into a metaphor of how we are all the same. Well there's a lot of things that should be said, said, so we're hammering six strings, machine guns in audible voices, this is the party we came for. A new way on (x4) We stand in amazement of motion in a world that is constantly revolving. With plans of invasion and arms races racing yeah we rock, we rock, we rock, we rock! to the new sensation A new way on (x4) Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |