Rage Against The Machine - Revolver - Sözleri

His spit is worth more than her work

Pass the purse to the pugilists

He's a prizefighter

And he bought rings and he owns kin

And now he's swingin'

And now he's the champion

Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers?

Revolver!

Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers?

Revolver



A spotless domain

Hides festering hopes she's certain there's more

Pictures of fields without fences

A spotless domain

Hides festering hopes she's certain there's 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, don't mothers make good fathers?

Revolver!

Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers?

Revolver!

Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers?

Revolver!

Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers?

Revolver!



Yeah!

Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers?

Revolver!

Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers?

Revolver!

Revolver!

Revolver!

Revolver!

Revolver! 





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