1930 Songtext
von Lightning
1930 Songtext
Yeah, yeah
1930 Was a good whitey year
Old glory blue in her prime, Lord
Sophisticated, fancy ball
All the money flowed like wine
Ooh, spending all of your bread like that
Just try to keep up with the times
You didn′t think of the years to come
And now we're all going blind
Ooh, they gave America all it did
You know they raised their glasses higher
But you are the brave young soldier man
Who crossed the sea and died, died, died, man
Oh, you know I can′t kill nobody
But they want to put the finger on me, yes they do
Live your straight life, Mr. Businessman
I'm not gonna die for your greed, no
Well, 40 years have come and gone
Our country's been through two wars
And still they′re forcing me to fight
And I can′t take it no more, no
Ahh, ahh
Now, 40 years have come and gone
Our country's been through two wars
And still they′re forcing me to fight
And I can't take it no more, no, no, no
Yeah, yeah
1930 Was a good whitey year
Old glory blue in her prime
Sophisticated, fancy ball
All the money flowed like wine
Ooh, spending all of your bread like that
Just try to keep up with the times
You didn′t think of the years to come
And now we're all going blind
Ooh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Nobody to talk to, nowhere, no, nowhere to hide
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, yeah
Ahh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, Lord, Lord, Lord
Yeah, woo
1930 Was a good whitey year
Old glory blue in her prime, Lord
Sophisticated, fancy ball
All the money flowed like wine
Ooh, spending all of your bread like that
Just try to keep up with the times
You didn′t think of the years to come
And now we're all going blind
Ooh, they gave America all it did
You know they raised their glasses higher
But you are the brave young soldier man
Who crossed the sea and died, died, died, man
Oh, you know I can′t kill nobody
But they want to put the finger on me, yes they do
Live your straight life, Mr. Businessman
I'm not gonna die for your greed, no
Well, 40 years have come and gone
Our country's been through two wars
And still they′re forcing me to fight
And I can′t take it no more, no
Ahh, ahh
Now, 40 years have come and gone
Our country's been through two wars
And still they′re forcing me to fight
And I can't take it no more, no, no, no
Yeah, yeah
1930 Was a good whitey year
Old glory blue in her prime
Sophisticated, fancy ball
All the money flowed like wine
Ooh, spending all of your bread like that
Just try to keep up with the times
You didn′t think of the years to come
And now we're all going blind
Ooh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Nobody to talk to, nowhere, no, nowhere to hide
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, yeah
Ahh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, Lord, Lord, Lord
Yeah, woo
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