The River Songtext
Hope
Such an obtuse thing when you're down
But ain't that America
Inviting the odds of fate
Like a rope
It hangs low like a collar
What more could you give for your dollar
Every day swallow hate as we ask the question
I wanna know
Such an obtuse thing when you're down
But ain't that America
Inviting the odds of fate
Like a rope
It hangs low like a collar
What more could you give for your dollar
Every day swallow hate as we ask the question
I wanna know
How many bodies in the river
How many children will your laws let you ignore
No don't let injustice be a burden
After all can't you see who are we but the chosen ones
Send them home
In a box or a bag as we wave our flag ever near to you
Come out of your hiding place
We won't shoot
Unless you look or you pray or don't feel the same way that we do
But under breath under cover
Every day swallow hate as we ask the question
I wanna know
How many bodies in the river
How many children will your laws let you ignore
No don't let injustice be a burden
After all can't you see who are we but the chosen ones
No one can stop us no, no one can tell us we're wrong
But under breath under cover
Every day swallow hate as we ask the question
I wanna know
How many bodies in the river
How many children will your laws let you ignore
No don't let injustice be a burden
After all can't you see who are we but the chosen ones
No one can stop us no, no one can tell us we're wrong
How many children will your laws let you ignore
No don't let injustice be a burden
After all can't you see who are we but the chosen ones
Send them home
In a box or a bag as we wave our flag ever near to you
Come out of your hiding place
We won't shoot
Unless you look or you pray or don't feel the same way that we do
But under breath under cover
Every day swallow hate as we ask the question
I wanna know
How many bodies in the river
How many children will your laws let you ignore
No don't let injustice be a burden
After all can't you see who are we but the chosen ones
No one can stop us no, no one can tell us we're wrong
But under breath under cover
Every day swallow hate as we ask the question
I wanna know
How many bodies in the river
How many children will your laws let you ignore
No don't let injustice be a burden
After all can't you see who are we but the chosen ones
No one can stop us no, no one can tell us we're wrong
