Homespun

Faithless on the skids hung out to dry oh seen better days With the sunlight fading like a tabloid and I i have found All those double-barreled freedom fighters are in for themselves And a call to arms has never been about anything else Fire one more round But hate is not a lone a*sailant Hear the drummers pound Listen to the homespun violent sound Hatred on the prowl underneath an oh new guise garb and gown And he's so persuasive when you look in his eyes all dumbfound And the double-talkin' politicians expose their intimate lives While the sheep are lowing for the shepherd to show he never arrives Fire one more round But hate is not a lone a*sailant Hear the drummers pound Listen to the homespun violent sound Sound Sound Ooh I'll tell you how it Pains to say this Ugliness is ours 'cause I would better lay in bed and Maybe even sleep all day Maybe sleep some more Some more Too Yeah now Suspicion is a powerful religion when it leads to the force on these shores In the jungles of the midwest dwarf militia train for war right on course Unlike the famous fable revolution won't yield a firework show Unlike the famous fable revolution won't end on july the fourth Fire one more round But hate is not a lone a*sailant Hear the drummers pound Listen to the homespun violent sound Sound Sound Sound Yeah sound Yeah the homespun sound I hear the sound Yeah the homespun sound