Paroles de Buried In The Sun

I saw the fire on the television The DOD or the CIA If we're the cops, then the world's our prison Two, four, six, eight, USA Alright The blood red, the black gold This is the air we breathe The beachhead, the backroad Buried in the sun She felt the thrum of the helicopter A little taste of that shock and awe She tried to run, but the bullets caught her Courtesy of our coup d'état Alright The blood red, the black gold This is the air we breathe The beachhead, the backroad Buried in the sun The blood red, the black gold This is the air we breathe The beachhead, the backroad Buried in the sun Buried in the sun Buried in the sun I saw the fire on the television The DOD or the CIA We're the cops and the world's our prison Two, four, six, eight, USA Alright The blood red, the black gold This is the air we breathe The beachhead, the backroad Buried in the sun