Текст песни: The Last Words of Nicholas Berg + перевод

Get in the game

Come on where’s your hustle boy?

You should be ashamed

Get in the game

We couldn’t count all the souls

Who would’a loved to have your name

On the television, in the living room

We eat it off the dinner plates

We shovel with our spoons

The air is getting thicker now

The eyes are far from shut

You heard another language

Right before the throat was cut

All I can hear is the sound of a roar

From the beasts who line the colliseum floor

They’re sayin' that without a doubt the dirt’s not damp enough

With their fingers on the levers and a groanin' in their guts

It’s all about revenge now, and lobby leverage

The numbers never matter as long as they fall in your favor

While you recreate the problems that you started out to solve

The other hand erases the equations on the wall

Way out in the desert where the people start to fall

And the commands of the officer are equal to the law

Nowhere in their minds could they find a reason for

A palate full of foreign sand and eyes all filled with scorn

The taste in your mouth now, you’ll never have enough

Pretty colors and the savior, your palms are never rough

Cause you only touch the buttons, the receiver and the wheel

And operate the tongue which dictates how to feel

Wave that flag, come on

Wave that flag, come on wave that flag

Red is for the blood and a young man is dead

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