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REQUIEM FOR A DYING SONG
FLOGGING MOLLY

There's a government whip
Cracked across your back
Where the order of the day
Is don't listen attack
See the blood run down
In your bushwacked town
Revolution is the gimmick
Of a jockerless clown
Another volley's just the ammo
For the taxman's gun

Talk, don't talk if you've nothing to say
Walk, don't walk if your feet don't know the way

Chorus
In requiem for a dying song
Hear the shimmy and the shake
From a furtile war
With the sun that lights the day
Brings the darkness and the prize
Of another great shame
But with you my love, with you my love
With you i will return
In requiem for a dying song

Grab the barrel by the face
Shoot the order,release
Shove the bullet in your pocket
Turn away and retreat
See the terror in the eye
Of a bloodshot child

With only rubble in his belly
And the promise of lies
Operation, liberation, tell me you can decide

Talk, don't talk if you've nothing to say
Walk, don't walk if your feet don't know the way

Chorus

Agony from every corner
On every street
Ignite their loss of self
With their bitterness....explode....explode

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Thanks to (LINDA) for correcting these lyrics. Mar 23, 2008

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Requiem For A Dying Song Lyrics

REQUIEM FOR A DYING SONG
FLOGGING MOLLY

There's a government whip
Cracked across your back
Where the order of the day
Is don't listen attack
See the blood run down
In your bushwacked town

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REQUIEM FOR A DYING SONG 
FLOGGING MOLLY 
 
 
There's a government whip 
Cracked across your back 
Where the order of the day 
Is don't listen attack 
See the blood run down 
In your bushwacked town 
Revolution is the gimmick 
Of a jockerless clown 
Another volley's just the ammo 
For the taxman's gun 
 
Talk, don't talk if you've nothing to say 
Walk, don't walk if your feet don't know the way 
 
Chorus 
In requiem for a dying song 
Hear the shimmy and the shake 
From a furtile war 
With the sun that lights the day 
Brings the darkness and the prize 
Of another great shame 
But with you my love, with you my love 
With you i will return 
In requiem for a dying song 
 
Grab the barrel by the face 
Shoot the order,release 
Shove the bullet in your pocket 
Turn away and retreat 
See the terror in the eye 
Of a bloodshot child 
 
With only rubble in his belly 
And the promise of lies 
Operation, liberation, tell me you can decide 
 
Talk, don't talk if you've nothing to say 
Walk, don't walk if your feet don't know the way 
 
Chorus 
 
Agony from every corner 
On every street 
Ignite their loss of self 
With their bitterness....explode....explode 
 
 
 
 
  
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Thanks to (LINDA) for correcting these lyrics. Mar 23, 2008

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