Lyrics:
Agenda 21
Agenda 21
Pretending to be green
But it's not what it seems
It's totalitarian
Global governance
Started by the United Nations
It's fascism
a slow funeral tune,
And the town was lit up by a cold Christmas moon,
The parents they cried and the miners they moaned,
"See what your greed for money
let 'em hype you
Shit bag, give his ass a diaper (pussy)
Thirty-five hundred got him gone (yeah)
He got shanked by a lifer (21)
Put your bitch up
flame with no shame
Now many people die over these dead green guys
Ignorance and greed take their ass by surprise
It's the root of all evil and sins
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
Listen
To the horror of Satan sea
Listen
To the guns of superman
Well I say
Return to a platinum stranger
Hooked on
The enemy under your skin
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot
I'll follow
Meet Stan, 21 years old (look, give me a kiss)
After meeting a young girl at a rave party
Things start getting hot and heavy
In
dream
Lived life to extreme
A loaded gun jammed by a rose
The thorns are knots around your head
Your ego cursed you till you bled
You cannot
wonder if you ever think about it like I do
Seven kids on my two lane road
Had the guns on the radio
After all this time it still feels so good
When
water 'til it lock up
(21) hot water make it lock a little faster
(On God) i'm so Slaughter Gang
I'm prayin' to my dagger (Straight up)
Started rappin'
The fiends have gagged a generation of pacified fools
Bound by our greed a nation enslaved as corporate tools.
Arise and race the legacy of their
it's remembrance day for a teenage gun who bled the rounds to by command to 21 but once he was there who saluted who his 21 gun salute his youth
The fiends have gagged a generation of pacified fools
Bound by our greed a nation enslaved as corporate tools.
Arise and race the legacy of their
on the head of every border patrol
Where the smugglers do business that's where I make a stand
I know this old desert like the back of my hand
I see greed in
Shout it from the brink
You're louder than you think
21st century kid surrounded by illusion and confusion
So maybe if you're holding out for
Jimi hen's Gun
I washed up here beating lines drawn by greed and murder
I shot howling, broke the wall with Jimi hen's gun
What's up
People over
21
Stop by and have some fun
Say how ya doin', ya old son of a gun
Look at a photograph
Lord, don't it make you laugh
For all these changes
into a drugstore
Just to cure his daily need
Didn't mean to shoot the guard
But he was blinded by the greed
Oh, Johnny
See that nun, she's his sister
broke into a drugstore
To cure his daily need
He didn't mean to shoot the guard
But he was blinded by the greed
Oh johnny
You see that nun, she's
Time stood dark and silent and the stars they gave no light
I wandered in an endless dream, haunted by the night
I saw four ghostly riders,
Doesn't bother me
In another country
Good for the economy
Flag flying high
Bloody stripes on white
Bombs burst in air
Rockets red glare
21 guns and I'm
Nothing sadder than the song that’s being sung
By 21 guns
21 guns
Every year they hold a parade
In this little town where their hero lays
Signs hanging
In the dark night a giant slumbered untouched for centuries
'til awakened by a white man's cry: "This is the Eden I was to find."
There were
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