Tekst :
Religion serves a purpose, this I realizeBut when they organize, is when they commit the crimes.
The crimes upon the weak, and the crimes upon the poor,
Spreading filthy money baskets under stained glass windows.
And buckets full of water, are placed at the door,
And they call them holy; you get your moneys worth
What it s worth, oh I ll tell you what it s worth.
Cause they go home rich, we go home to repent.
So let s stop feeding the rich, they ve got enough to live.
Oh let s stop feeding the rich; they ve got enough to live.
I waste my time, another rhyme, or another page,
cause I won t be afraid and I can t be ashamed of my life,
or my past mistakes.
Cause they go home rich; we go home to repent.
So let s stop feeding the rich, they ve got enough to live.
Let s stop feeding the rich; they ve got enough to live.
Religion serves a purpose, this I realize,
But when they organize, is when they commit the crimes.
Crimes upon the weak, crimes upon the poor,
Spreading filthy money baskets under stained glass windows.
Buckets full of water are placed at the door and they call them holy
you get your money s worth. What it s worth, oh I ll tell you what it s worth.
Oh let s stop feeding the rich; they ve got enough to live.
Let s stop feeding the rich; they ve got enough to live.
Stop Feeding. Stop Feeding.
Stop Feeding. Stop Feeding the Rich.
Tekst :
Nothing ventured nothing gainedTired and washed out by the pain
Do we share this problem, will it slip away ?
Or do we fight another day ?
Was I looking for a friend ?
One I count on ïtill the end
Is there something that I didnït do ?
Does it all begin with you ?
CHORUS
So how did I, Oh I
Give you reason ?
But how did I, Oh I
Give you reason ?
After all the fallen tears
When we wake the taken dream
Who let the water slowly draw away ?
All the colours that we made
CHORUS
To give you reason, to change the riverïs flow
To give you reason, to point the bone
To give you reason, go set your spirit free
I donït know, I donït know why
Is there nothing I can say ?
Is there nothing I can do, girl ?
Didnït mean to break your life
Didnït mean to burn your world, no
CHORUS
You can keep the silver band
You can have the memories, girl
Now as Pilate cleans the hands
Itïs no more to do with me, no
CHORUS
So how did I, Oh I
Give you reason ?
Let the voice of reason say:
Tekst :
{Bryan}can it be i stayed away to long
did i leave your mind when i was gone
{REPEAT}
{verse 1}
Gurl,never meant to say good bye
never meant to make you cry
But is wasn t my fault
i ll do everything i can
to be a better man
so look into my heart and know
{chorus}
i won t be cool
till i am back in your arms
gurl i need you
wanna be back in your arms
{verse 2}
i hope to get another chance
a chance to be a man
cause i missed you so much
don t let another take my place
my love can t be erased
so look into your heart and know
{chorus}
i won t be cool
till i am back in your arms
gurl i need you
wanna be back in your arms
{bridge}
you are my number 1 the only one
the only one i love
the only that makes my deams come true
come back to me
forget about the past
i wanna make it last forever
{chorus}
i won t be cool
till i am back in your arms
girl i need you
want to be back in your arms
{repeat until fade]