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The Wars All Stop
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The weapons makers make it possile for US to have wars. Those shinola-heads.
war wars brains the wars all stop the war shinola shinola for brains
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Shinola For Brains are two brothers who have fought for most of our lives, so we pretty much know, at this point, not to. Neither of us want that. We both
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Genre
Rock Garage Rock
Charts
Peak #259
Peak in subgenre #13
Author
John Aldworth, Joe Aldworth
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c 2014
Uploaded
June 05, 2011
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MP3 2.9 MB 128 kbps 3:06
Story behind the song
This was the first of five songs, which was stretched into a few more. Stretched, firstly, with a tape we did of the recordings, which I found a few years later, - ([6] I can't feed everybody; [7] I don't know where the remote's gone). Secondly, with a song that I recorded at the same studio, a couple days later, while adding drums; ([8] Cause I'm just a man) - ...
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Alright? The wars all stop and we realize That the people making weapons had us hypnotized They really had us thinking that he hurt the folks And the T.V. propaganda treated us like dolts (Howl) ... We'll make it look like suicide Just like the rock stars died The world will know that the government Kills those people who get their liveliness No Woman No Cry lived without And she don't want me but my mouth "We the terrorist country" says the guy Who just wants arrows in his eye Man you the man, you lousy act Who plans for you to make us free at last And all you do is bang, bang, bang, slut around Like its last chance come down from the sky Like you don't know, You don't know where your freedom go And your white shirt and your dark pants Just gonna be food for the plants She go the look and we do without She try to make me jealous and got no snow She try like hell to make a living But that's gonna force her to be giving We stand up in the Hallelujah Chorus Band, Like the one who trick you dough Tell me that you not a Ho Come on here inside my throat I'm introduced in all the ones long gone Your insecurities are all unfounded Cause me and my gang are finally grounded They didn't put everything He said in ink Just what was convenient and pleasant to think Come on, now, I was only having a walk Come on, Sax, got me freakin' Santa Clause Don't imagine girl that I don't love It's just my true-ness to the One above
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