No One Left Songtext
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No One Left Songtext
I made my way back home
From each new place
I′ve seen so many things and
They're still stuck on my face
I ain′t gonna lie I've changed
But what is there to do?
I just want my coffee, my paper, my lover
My dreams and my home teams
My brothers and mother
My car, corner bar, tree-lined avenue
But they've all changed too
I read the headlines
In the look on your face
Never mind those pundits with their politics
They don′t want us keeping pace
Sensationalize, divide
And inflate the bottom line
It appears I arrived just in time
There′s no one left around
Who gives a damn about us
So I'm gonna burn it down, uh-huh
With your permission, of course
Show me that birth certificate!
We′ll put your change in a tourniquet
We're all gonna be slaves to the Chinese
With VPs on reality TV
The rent′s too Goddamn high
You must show us your soul to fly
Can we profit on "eye for an eye?"
Why, yes
There's no one left around
Who gives a damn about us
So I′m gonna burn it down, uh-huh
With your permission
How do we look out there planet Mars?
Soon enough you will be all ours
This love, it's grand
This love, it's gay
This love destroys all in it′s way
Now there′s no one left around
Who gives a damn about us
Yeah!
There's no one left around
Who gives a damn about us
So I′m gonna burn it down, uh huh
With your permission, of course
From each new place
I′ve seen so many things and
They're still stuck on my face
I ain′t gonna lie I've changed
But what is there to do?
I just want my coffee, my paper, my lover
My dreams and my home teams
My brothers and mother
My car, corner bar, tree-lined avenue
But they've all changed too
I read the headlines
In the look on your face
Never mind those pundits with their politics
They don′t want us keeping pace
Sensationalize, divide
And inflate the bottom line
It appears I arrived just in time
There′s no one left around
Who gives a damn about us
So I'm gonna burn it down, uh-huh
With your permission, of course
Show me that birth certificate!
We′ll put your change in a tourniquet
We're all gonna be slaves to the Chinese
With VPs on reality TV
The rent′s too Goddamn high
You must show us your soul to fly
Can we profit on "eye for an eye?"
Why, yes
There's no one left around
Who gives a damn about us
So I′m gonna burn it down, uh-huh
With your permission
How do we look out there planet Mars?
Soon enough you will be all ours
This love, it's grand
This love, it's gay
This love destroys all in it′s way
Now there′s no one left around
Who gives a damn about us
Yeah!
There's no one left around
Who gives a damn about us
So I′m gonna burn it down, uh huh
With your permission, of course
Writer(s): Buckstaff Robert M, Maimone Michael John, Pagnani Christopher Michael Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
