Текст (слова) песни: Rage Against The Machine - Revolver

His spit is worth more than her work
Pass the purse to the pugilists
Hes a prizefighter
And he bought rings and he owns kin
And now hes swingin
And now hes the champion
Hey revolver, dont mothers make good fathers?
Revolver!
Hey revolver, dont mothers make good fathers?
Revolver

A spotless domain
Hides festering hopes shes certain theres more
Pictures of fields without fences
A spotless domain
Hides festering hopes shes certain theres more
Pictures of fields without fences
Her body numbs as he approaches the door
As he approaches the door
As he approaches the door
As he approaches the door
As he approaches
Hey revolver, dont mothers make good fathers?
Revolver!
Hey revolver, dont mothers make good fathers?
Revolver!
Hey revolver, dont mothers make good fathers?
Revolver!
Hey revolver, dont mothers make good fathers?
Revolver!

Yeah!
Hey revolver, dont mothers make good fathers?
Revolver!
Hey revolver, dont mothers make good fathers?
Revolver!
Revolver!
Revolver!
Revolver!
Revolver
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