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Giants
- wykonawca: Five Iron Frenzy
When no one looks the clouds come rolling in,
And under darkened skies the buildings groww big teeth and eyes.
They breathe and walk through unending doors,
Eating restaurants, and barber shops, and hardware stoors.
With catch phrases and jingles stealing,
Steel and concrete lies,
The corridors of Babylon are craning for the skies.
Who's behind the curtain anyway,
Who pulls the levers and tells the lies?
Giants roam the land today,
Gaining dominance with every stride.
Oh don't you cry for the mom and pops,
Nothing but dry eyes for integrity's demise.
Hulking machines grind as whistles blow,
Corporate Darwinism crushes everything below.
Advances in effeciency increasing productivity,
Are narrowing the margin for liberty.
Who's behind the curtain anyway,
Who pulls the levers and tells the lies?
Giants roam the land today,
Gaining dominance with every stride.
Little girl:
"This house is haunted by the ghost of Adam Smith,
The wealth of nations and the further death on innocence
To rule the world, the desire of every man
The earth is shaking, There are giants in the land."
See the blood red sun is rising,
On the broken carnage of the darkest days.
Giants locked together arm in arm,
Pushing all the meek out of the way.
Who's behind the curtain anyway,
Who pulls the levers and tells the lies?
Giants roam the land today,
Gaining dominance with every stride.
When no one looks the clouds come rolling in,
And under darkened skies the buildings groww big teeth and eyes.
They breathe and walk through unending doors,
Eating restaurants, and barber shops, and hardware stoors.
With catch phrases and jingles stealing,
Steel and concrete lies,
The corridors of Babylon are craning for the skies.
Who's behind the curtain anyway,
Who pulls the levers and tells the lies?
Giants roam the land today,
Gaining dominance with every stride.
Oh don't you cry for the mom and pops,
Nothing but dry eyes for integrity's demise.
Hulking machines grind as whistles blow,
Corporate Darwinism crushes everything below.
Advances in effeciency increasing productivity,
Are narrowing the margin for liberty.
Who's behind the curtain anyway,
Who pulls the levers and tells the lies?
Giants roam the land today,
Gaining dominance with every stride.
Little girl:
"This house is haunted by the ghost of Adam Smith,
The wealth of nations and the further death on innocence
To rule the world, the desire of every man
The earth is shaking, There are giants in the land."
See the blood red sun is rising,
On the broken carnage of the darkest days.
Giants locked together arm in arm,
Pushing all the meek out of the way.
Who's behind the curtain anyway,
Who pulls the levers and tells the lies?
Giants roam the land today,
Gaining dominance with every stride.