Rage Against The Machine Lyrics
"Revolver"
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His spit is worth more than her work
Pass the purse to the pugilist
He's a prizefighter
He brought 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!
A spotless domain
Hiders festerning 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 the door
As he approaches
Hey revolver
Don't mothers make good fathers?
Revolver!
Pass the purse to the pugilist
He's a prizefighter
He brought 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!
A spotless domain
Hiders festerning 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 the door
As he approaches
Hey revolver
Don't mothers make good fathers?
Revolver!
This song is from the album "Evil Empire".