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LIKE A SONG
U2
Like a song I have to sing,
I sing it for you.
Like
the words I have to bring,
I bring then to you.
And in leather, lace, or chains,
We
stake our claim,
Revolution
once again
But
I won't,
I
won't wear it on my sleeve.
I
can see through this expression
And
you know I don't believe.
I'm
too old to be told, exactly who are you?
Tonight,
tomorrow's too late.
And
we love to wear a badge, a uniform,
And
we love to fly a flag.
But
I won't let others live
in hell,
As
we divide against each other and fight amongst ourselves.
Too
set in our ways to try to rearrange,
Too
right to be wrong, in this rebel song.
Let
the bells ring out
Let
the bells ring out
Is
there nothing left, is there
Is
there nothing, is
there nothing left
Is
honesty what you want?
A
generation without name, ripped and torn,
Nothing
to lose, nothing to gain,
Nothing
at all.
And
if you can't help yourself,
Well
take a look around you,
when
others need your time.
You
say it's time to go it's your time.
Angry
words won't stop the fight, two wrongs won't make it right.
A
new heart is what I need, oh God, make it bleed,
Is there nothing left?