Текст песни Brown Brigade Fear Of A Brown Planet

Take your business off of my lawn or did you see that sign?
"Well sorry mister I don't mean to offend,
Just let me off this time"
With good intentions and bound by the creed,
The leaders drew their lines
But lines turned to concrete walls divided us by signs

Due south but won't get over!
Can't cross these childish lines.
Boxed in creates disorder
Collectivating the 3rd stone mind.

Hands tied can't help my brothers
Grim reapo man at the door
Retrieving will for the power of six,
Provoking thoughts of war
Increase the profit walls to keep them safe within
Fear Of A Brown Planet a movement of peace not skin.

Due south but won't get over!
Can't cross these childish lines.
Boxed in creates disorder
Collectivating the 3rd stone mind.

Due south but won't get over!
Can't cross these childish lines.
Boxed in creates disorder
Collectivating the 3rd stone mind.