Material glory is on parade
miss America smiles and waves
she looks so pretty when she smiles that way
she can't breathe
shiny new cars and bright new clothes
gleaming in the sun like a plastic rose
thrown on the body as the coffin closed
we can't breathe
all the young men look so hip
dancing with the ladies as they shake their hips
toast to the future and they all take a sip
they can't breathe
beautiful baby on his mothers' breast
looks like an angel when he takes his rest
dad wants him to grow up and do his best
he can't breathe
(can't breathe) maybe jesus will take you away
(can't breathe) if you get on your knees and pray
(can't breathe) but he'll have only the dead to save if we can't breathe
flags are flapping in the funky breeze
take what you want do what you please
pick your teeth with the bones of the feast
you can't breathe
all that money all that fame all that power in the family name
winning and losing is the same
when you can't breathe
clocks are ticking and the grains of sand
are slipping through the human hand
what good are all your plans
if you can't breathe?
what good is all the hate
what good is all the love
what good are all these thoughts
if we can't breathe?
(can't breathe) maybe jesus will take you away
(can't breathe) if you get on your knees and pray
(can't breathe) but he'll have only the dead to save if we can't breathe
it's a game of chicken with a monkey trap
can't go forward and we can't turn back
no directions and we got no map
and we can't breathe
it doesn't matter if you don't like me
wether you're a slave or if you're free
if you believe in god or a mystery
if you can't breathe
(can't breathe) maybe jesus will take you away
(can't breathe) if you get on your knees and pray
(can't breathe) but he'll have only the dead to save if we can't breathe
all the wars will cease
warriors will lie with their enemies
we'll all be one in peace
when we can't breathe
miss America smiles and waves
she looks so pretty when she smiles that way
she can't breathe
shiny new cars and bright new clothes
gleaming in the sun like a plastic rose
thrown on the body as the coffin closed
we can't breathe
all the young men look so hip
dancing with the ladies as they shake their hips
toast to the future and they all take a sip
they can't breathe
beautiful baby on his mothers' breast
looks like an angel when he takes his rest
dad wants him to grow up and do his best
he can't breathe
(can't breathe) maybe jesus will take you away
(can't breathe) if you get on your knees and pray
(can't breathe) but he'll have only the dead to save if we can't breathe
flags are flapping in the funky breeze
take what you want do what you please
pick your teeth with the bones of the feast
you can't breathe
all that money all that fame all that power in the family name
winning and losing is the same
when you can't breathe
clocks are ticking and the grains of sand
are slipping through the human hand
what good are all your plans
if you can't breathe?
what good is all the hate
what good is all the love
what good are all these thoughts
if we can't breathe?
(can't breathe) maybe jesus will take you away
(can't breathe) if you get on your knees and pray
(can't breathe) but he'll have only the dead to save if we can't breathe
it's a game of chicken with a monkey trap
can't go forward and we can't turn back
no directions and we got no map
and we can't breathe
it doesn't matter if you don't like me
wether you're a slave or if you're free
if you believe in god or a mystery
if you can't breathe
(can't breathe) maybe jesus will take you away
(can't breathe) if you get on your knees and pray
(can't breathe) but he'll have only the dead to save if we can't breathe
all the wars will cease
warriors will lie with their enemies
we'll all be one in peace
when we can't breathe
Contributed by Dq82 - 2023/11/16 - 17:02
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