Dutch kids huff balloons in the parking lot
The Golden Arches illuminate the business park
I eat myself to death, feed the corporate machine
I watch the movies, recite every line and scene
God bless America and all of its allies
I'm not the first to live with wool over my eyes
I am so blissfully unaware of everything
Kids in Gaza are bombed and I'm just out of it
The tensions of the world are rising higher
We're probably due another war with all this ire
I'm not smart enough to change a thing
I have no answers, only questions, don't you ask a thing
All the silver tongued suits and cartoons that rule my world
Are saying it's a high time for hypersonic missiles
And when the bombs drop, darling
Can you say that you've lived your life?
Oh, this is a high time for hypersonic missiles
Cities lie like tumours all across the world
A cancer eating mankind hidden in our blindside
They say I'm a nihilist 'cause I can't see
Any decent rhyme or reason for the life of you and me
But I believe in what I'm feeling, and I'm firing for you
This world is gonna end, but till then
I'll give you everything I have
I'll give you everything I have
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh (C'mon)
All the silver tongued suits and cartoons that rule my world
Are saying it's a high time for hypersonic missiles
When the bombs drop, darling
Can you say that you've lived your life?
Oh, this is a high time for hypersonic missiles
They all do the same, only their names change, honey
You can join their club if you're born into money
It's a high time for hypersonic missiles
And, oh, this is a high time for hypersonic missiles
And, oh, this is a high time for hypersonic missiles
Oh, this is a high time for hypersonic missiles
The Golden Arches illuminate the business park
I eat myself to death, feed the corporate machine
I watch the movies, recite every line and scene
God bless America and all of its allies
I'm not the first to live with wool over my eyes
I am so blissfully unaware of everything
Kids in Gaza are bombed and I'm just out of it
The tensions of the world are rising higher
We're probably due another war with all this ire
I'm not smart enough to change a thing
I have no answers, only questions, don't you ask a thing
All the silver tongued suits and cartoons that rule my world
Are saying it's a high time for hypersonic missiles
And when the bombs drop, darling
Can you say that you've lived your life?
Oh, this is a high time for hypersonic missiles
Cities lie like tumours all across the world
A cancer eating mankind hidden in our blindside
They say I'm a nihilist 'cause I can't see
Any decent rhyme or reason for the life of you and me
But I believe in what I'm feeling, and I'm firing for you
This world is gonna end, but till then
I'll give you everything I have
I'll give you everything I have
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh (C'mon)
All the silver tongued suits and cartoons that rule my world
Are saying it's a high time for hypersonic missiles
When the bombs drop, darling
Can you say that you've lived your life?
Oh, this is a high time for hypersonic missiles
They all do the same, only their names change, honey
You can join their club if you're born into money
It's a high time for hypersonic missiles
And, oh, this is a high time for hypersonic missiles
And, oh, this is a high time for hypersonic missiles
Oh, this is a high time for hypersonic missiles
envoyé par Dq82 - 3/3/2023 - 16:42
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"Amongst all the chaos is love and celebration, there is this glimmer of hope that runs through the song, a little notion that no matter what happens, these two people are gonna have a good time regardless of the tyrants that run their world, and regardless of the imminent doom from these 'Hypersonic Missiles'."
15 of Sam Fender's biggest songs and the meanings behind them