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Negotiating The Clowns by Angelus Apatrida Lyrics

Genre: pop | Year: 2006

One day you wake up dreamin'
And think about two worlds colliding
Where priests are furious leaders
And politicians hand-stretching
Back to the age of horror
Where people live with hollow sorrow
Forty years of stupid circus
Of psycho men and fans of Hitler

It's hard to understand
That we are living in this century
I thought that we were free
And it only seems our chains stay clean

I don't want your fuckin' Bible
Your wooden god, your Christ or Jesus
Eagles, yokes or flowing arrows
Your homelands flagging superstitions

This is the business of the laughing clowns
The ones who try to save the world
Becoming dictators of an inner war
The ones who stand alone
Our fists up to the sky
Prepare to crush your face of sand
A new church will burn today
The only one (that) will illuminate the way

Shot down the red-blue gull
I wanna hear you saying goodbye
You thought we were afraid
And now you see we're here again

This is the business of the laughing clowns
The ones who try to save the world
Becoming dictators of an inner war
The ones who stand alone

That's the way we build our world
With blood and gold just cleanin' our shit hole

One day you wake up dreamin'
And think about two worlds colliding
Where priests are furious leaders
And politicians hand-stretching
Back to the age of horror
Where people live with hollow sorrow
Forty years of stupid circus
Of psycho men and fans of Hitler
That's the way we build our world
With blood and gold just cleanin' our shit hole

It's hard to understand
That we are living in this century
I thought that we were free
And it only seems our chains stay clean

I don't want your fuckin' Bible
Your wooden god, your Christ or Jesus
Eagles, yokes or flowing arrows
Your homelands flagging superstitions

This is the business of the laughing clowns
The ones who try to save the world
Becoming dictators of an inner war
The ones who stand alone

The business of the laughing clowns
The ones who try to save the world
Becoming dictators of an inner war
The ones who stand alone

That's the way we build our world
With blood and gold just cleanin' our shit hole