400 Daze
c. '15 The Hungry Drunx
It ain't mean nothin' they don't tell us sompin'
They ain' tell us nothin' cause it just ain't they way
They gots hold it, massage and control it
But they gonna hafta let us know about it some day
Ain't it sompin' they ain't tell us nuthin'
They always hold back sompin' cause it gotsa be their way
They gonna gonna spin it and who knows who wins it when they
Ain't tell us nothin' for so may days
Gonna hafta let us know (they gonna hafta)
Gonna hafta let it go (gonna hafta)
Can't hold it no 400 days
Many mens is angry and all the wimmens, too
The kids is mad and they ain't know what to do
The cities'r crashin', ever'body's feelin' the blues
You know it's true
Papers is full of it, and the internet's fulla shit
The priest pontificates
and politicians masturbate
The school's is teachin' history
And where we go next's a mystery
Gonna hafta let us know (they gonna hafta)
Gonna hafta let it go (gonna hafta)
Can't hold it no 200 days
Ain't no particular side's to blame
Ain't nobody is free of shame that
Somehow it's come to this
Somehow it's gone to shit
Drums: Snarl
Bass: HnrFL-(WoolyMammoth-LB2B-HeartAttack)-Brick- 1176
Vox: KSM27-Eureka-RNLA
Gtrs: G&Lf100(Tonebone)-HRDX-E609-ISA1
