Disarm Songtext
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Disarm Songtext
Been said before, but still no sign of leaving
Disarm the men, get out, and sign the epitaph
Speak up, speak out, come on, and take credit
For what you want and what they need
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up, up, up, up, up, up, up
And take credit for what you want, and what they need
Turn it up
Out and kill, out and steal, and put the book down
Prick up those ears; you might just hear a plane crash
Don′t stress; the cash and fuel won't come in anymore
Where you going, and who you know?
Turn it up
The cash and fuel won′t come in anymore
Where you going, and who you know?
Turn it up
Turn it up
Been said before, but still no sign of leaving
Disarm the men, get out, and sign the epitaph
Speak up, speak out, come on, and take credit
For what you want and what they need
Turn it up
Hey, yo, good people
Raise your voices, listen
Turn me up, man, oh
Turn it up
Who's running it? That's the question
No one to turn to for protection
Never mind who′s running for election
You′ll find if you dissect him
He's suffering from the same infection
They wanna see you lining up for selection
Give you a rifle for protection
Bullets fly in every direction
You′ll find upon reflection
You were used as a tool of deflection
Turn it up
Disarm the men, get out, and sign the epitaph
Speak up, speak out, come on, and take credit
For what you want and what they need
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up, up, up, up, up, up, up
And take credit for what you want, and what they need
Turn it up
Out and kill, out and steal, and put the book down
Prick up those ears; you might just hear a plane crash
Don′t stress; the cash and fuel won't come in anymore
Where you going, and who you know?
Turn it up
The cash and fuel won′t come in anymore
Where you going, and who you know?
Turn it up
Turn it up
Been said before, but still no sign of leaving
Disarm the men, get out, and sign the epitaph
Speak up, speak out, come on, and take credit
For what you want and what they need
Turn it up
Hey, yo, good people
Raise your voices, listen
Turn me up, man, oh
Turn it up
Who's running it? That's the question
No one to turn to for protection
Never mind who′s running for election
You′ll find if you dissect him
He's suffering from the same infection
They wanna see you lining up for selection
Give you a rifle for protection
Bullets fly in every direction
You′ll find upon reflection
You were used as a tool of deflection
Turn it up
Writer(s): William Patrick Corgan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

